Chapter 25 - Grimmjow versus Ichigo

My skills in writing battles may be a little rusty.. But let's see if this doesn't work out anyway

I apologize for any grammar errors that I have made! Read and Review!
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Lucy glared at Grimmjow as the two of them and the two humans safely made it to the much more stable roof of the castle, having left the tower. She knew what he was thinking - as always.

"Don't you even try killing him, Grim. I'll kill you before you even get the chance." She warned him her voice kept low enough to make it impossible for the other two to hear it.

He rolled his eyes at her usual nonsense. "We both know you wouldn't do that." He argued. However, looking into her eyes once more, he got the feeling her words weren't far from the truth. Well, damn, she was serious about this shit. He grunted. "If I can't kill the carrot, then how the hell do you expect me to fight seriously against him?" He asked, giving her no chance to protest before he continued. "Fuck that, I won't be pulling any of my punches. He'll just have to keep himself alive." He told her. To hell if he would go easy on the bastard just because she kinda liked him. Their fight wasn't over; it needed an end.

Once again, before she could say anything, the carrot himself spoke up as well. "Against you, that shouldn't be a problem." He arrogantly announced.

Grimmjow looked over at him. "Says the guy who just got blasted into a building and would have fucking died if it wasn't for the little Kitten over here." He shot back. That guy had no fucking room to talk like that right now.

Said guy looked over at him with a slightly raised brow. "Sure. But by a guy many times stronger than you." He replied challengingly.

A growl erupted from the Espada's throat. The fact that Lucy was fucking giggling right next to him as if that shit was even funny made nothing better. "The fucking numbers don't mean shit, you fucking carrot." He snarled at the human, every muscle in him yearning to tear the cocky fucker apart.

And the fucking carrot dared smirking right back at him. "Never said they did." He calmly replied, a self-satisfied smirk plastered on his ugly fucking mug.

The growl only got deeper at that. "I'll tear you to fucking shreds…!" He snarled. He immediately pounced on the human, using a burst of the Sonido.

In the last second, the human managed to jump away. He was now standing in the middle of the air, his sword drawn and pointing at the Arrancar threateningly. He said nothing as his brown eyes were trained on Grimmjow.

The Espada could only grin at the serious expression the human was showing. "Is skipping around like that all you can do?" He rhetorically asked, the excited grin never leaving his face. Battles like these were way too fucking rare.

Unfortunately, the human didn't let it show if the jab pissed him off at all. Instead, he calmly maintained their eye-contact for a moment longer. He then rushed forward, charging at Grimmjow. When within range, he swung his gigantic-ass sword around as if it weighed nothing.

Easily ducking under the thing, Grimmjow stuck a leg out, swiping the human's feet from under him. Losing his balance mid-air like that sent the human plummeting to the ground.

Of course, the idiot wasn't a complete amateur, so he got himself together before he actually hit the ground. As he looked up almost triumphantly, all the fucker'd see was a foot less than an inch from his nose. Now, that sent the guy crashing into the ground. An explosion of dust rose up, hiding him from view.

Grimmjow grunted. Fucking human thought he was all that. About time someone woke him the fuck up.

His thoughts were halted when a black shadow shot up through the cover of the cloud. Sword held firmly in his hands, the carrot rushed right at him from underneath. All Grimmjow had to do was take one step to the left to avoid it. The way the human stopped up a little father up proved he'd expected this much at least.

Looking at the fucker, it looked like he'd switched to his bankai. The torn, black coat and a smaller but thicker sword being the trademark of it. "That's old news, human." He told the guy, hoping that information wasn't news to the guy. With the grin back on his face, he stuck his hands in his pockets. "Hope you've got something else hidden up in those sleeves of yours." He added with a laugh. So far, the carrot hadn't even had him draw his sword yet. He had a long fucking way to go if he wanted to win this shit.

The human still didn't let the irritation show on his face. He remained silent and charged at the Espada. The human was at Grimmjow's side in an instant, taking the Espada by surprise by the sudden burst of speed. Clearly, the carrot had used the Shinigami version of sonido - shunpo or whatever.

The Espada spun around and sucked his stomach in. Just in time, he managed to not be any more than graced by the cold steel. The following kick he received in the gut, he couldn't evade though. Fucking hell, this carrot had gotten stronger since last. But it still wasn't enough.

Grimmjow quickly retaliated by sending a fist hammering into the human's side. The force of it had him stagger back in surprise and hurt. This gave the Arrancar ample time to fire up a Cero. For now, an ordinary one would do.

The unbalanced wannabe-Shinigami was hit straight in the torso by the beam of reiatsu - it didn't help shit with the already lost balance, so the human had absolutely nothing to prevent him from being forced back by it.

He only let himself be pushed back a few meters, before pulling his zanpakuto up and blocking the Cero. Grimmjow quickly cut it off and rushed at his opponent. The human braced for impact, glaring at the Arrancar. He lifted the sword up above his head in a stance Grimmjow could faintly recognize.

A hard look spread on the human's face as he seemed to charge his sword with his reiatsu "Getsuga…" He trailed off. It all spanned within a second as the human then swung his sword down. "Tensho!" he yelled, a dark wave flying out of the sword as if it was a slipstream.

"Fuck!" Grimmjow growled, already knowing that technique wasn't something to fuck with. He still had the damn scar across his chest from the last time he took a hit of that shit.

Making a fast decision, he quickly drew his own zanpakuto. His reiatsu spiked up and the rush of power it brought had the grin right back on his face. And what was even better about this? Just the output alone was enough to blow that teeny-tiny little wave away.

Even the look on the human's face was absolutely priceless.

Grimmjow casually let the sword rest against his shoulder, pointing up in the air. It really was comfortable to feel this rush of power again - there was nothing he loved more than that.

He looked at the carrot nonchalantly. "Heh, pretty amazing you even forced me to draw my sword and release everything like this." He commented, the grin never having left his face.

The human had seen and even faced him like this before, so it wasn't like he was frozen on the spot this time. He was completely on guard right now.

Grimmjow grinned wider. Cute; He still thought he had a chance.

In a show of his superiority, he sonido'ed right behind the human, who hadn't even realized what had happened. "Think you might wanna pull out that mask of yours." He lowly suggested from behind him, remembering he'd pulled it out right at the end of it all back at Earth.

The human flinched at the sudden presence behind him and quickly jumped back, creating some distance between them again. He narrowed his eyes at the Espada. Thinking about his next move, probably.

But the gap between them right now was obvious even to him. "Fine." He muttered, raising his hand to his face dramatically. Behind it, the mask, which Grimmjow had only barely gotten a glimpse of, appeared. And, along with it, a spike in the human's reiatsu, which was now as dark and Hollow-like as his own was. Yellow eyes glared at him from behind it. "You had better be damn ready, Grimmjow...!" He said.

He'd barely finished the sentence, before he shot forward in a burst of speed. Grimmjow also sprang forward with a laugh, headed for the human. The two clashed in the middle, their two swords whining against one another. "This is more like it, carrot-top!" Grimmjow laughed, his grin even wider than before.

Lucy sighed and shook her head at the Espada, unceremoniously plumping down on the roof again. That idiot just never changed. He could never get enough of fighting strong opponents. Even if he didn't win. And, well, he was right about the fact that it had been a long time since he'd been allowed to do something like this, as he so often liked to complain about. No wonder he was enjoying himself so much.

"Grimmjow… Really likes battling, d-doesn't he…?" Orihime carefully asked, still standing up and holding her arms in front of her. She was gazing at said battle in front of them with a light crease between her brows.

Lucy smiled lightly at her and nodded. "Mmh, he does." She confirmed, looking at the two fairly evenly matched idiots out there. "And he isn't the only one who does." She added. He was just much more open about his love for it.

After a moment's hesitation, the girl nodded. "Y-yeah. Ichigo likes it too…" She trailed off, as if she didn't know what to think about it all.

The blonde nodded absent-mindedly at the ginger girl's confession. It looked like the ones going to Earth immediately had disappeared already, exchanged by the forces from Soul Society. From the looks of it, Aizen and Gin were still here though. So far, everything truly went according to Aizen's plan… It was kind of scary how accurate he was about it too.

Several battles were being carried out all around as well. No going back now, it seemed. Not that anyone here was planning anything like that.

The blonde shook the thoughts off and looked up at the young girl, who continued to look so overly focused on the match in front of them. "Orihime, why don't you sit down instead?" She asked, gently patting the roof next to her for emphasis. "This match is going to be going on for forever at this rate." She said. Knowing Grimmjow, he'd probably be drawing it out for as long as he possibly could as well.

Like this - Hollowfied and released- they were basically equal. Though.. It looked like Ichigo was actually gaining a bit of ground over there.

The girl looked down as if she expected there to pop spikes out as soon a she sat down. Even so, the girl sat down hesitantly. For a moment, she looked relieved no spikes actually popped up.

The two remained silent for a while, the silence being intensely awkward. Too much for Lucy as well but she knew she shouldn't be the one to break it this time around.

After all, it was clear that the ginger girl didn't quite trust her yet. Not that she should. But it was clear she wanted to though. That was what made this silence awkward.

The conflict in the girl was obvious: On one hand, she knew Lucy'd betrayed them and spied on them for the enemy, but on the other they'd also just spent so much time together and even now, the blonde was being kind to her. It was no wonder she was confused, really.

Finally, the girl mustered up the courage to say something. "Did… Did you really mean what you said back then?" She slowly asked the other girl, rubbing her hands together and looking only at them.

Lucy smiled, already knowing what the girl was talking about - what she said back in that tower a little while ago. She nodded. "Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have said it." She reassured the other person. You may not believe me, but I rarely ever lie." She added, knowing it wouldn't seem that way to her.

The girl looked over at her shocked and flustered. "Then… What about everything you've told us..?" She trailed off, looking at the blonde intently, her eyes questioning her as vigorously as her mind likely also was.

Lucy looked back at the girl seriously. She wanted her to understand this. "Everything I told you back then was the truth." She sternly told the girl. Even if they thought she was an evil bitch, she didn't want anyone to misunderstand that. While the girl looked absolutely flabbergasted, the blonde continued. "I am from another world, I grew up in the Heartfilia mansion, I ran away and joined Fairy Tail - where I got the best family you could ever dream of having. I was on Team Natsu and I went on countless missions, fought against countless enemies. All with the help of my Spirits." She looked at the girl again. "I never lied to any of you." She repeated, then sighed lightly and looked down. "As I think you know, all my memories since after I died were taken from me - all right from when I was stabbed in the heart by Aizen's sword so long ago. By the man himself, no less." She told the girl slowly and a little bitterly.

He had even gone and removed her memories of when she wandered the guild, as the fact that her chain ran out like it did was a dead giveaway if she'd told them about any of that.

The girl didn't seem as surprised by the news - more so probably only that she'd been right. "But.. How did he do that?" She asked the blonde, frightened that the man was capable of something like that. But that, he unfortunately was.

Lucy looked at the girl almost apologetically. "I let him" She admitted. She had no other choice back then. Before Orihime could voice her shock as loudly as she looked like she was going to, Lucy explained herself, her gaze back on the Espada. "It was for Grimmjow. Due to.. Certain circumstances, we'd lost our home and his rank as Espada. We needed both of those back and the only way to do that was to strike a deal with Aizen, so that's what I did." She explained.

Orihime paused for a moment, not knowing what to say to that. After a comfortable amount of time had passed, she dared another question. "So then, why would you even be on Aizen's side? You said he was the one who killed you, right?" She asked, now a little more comfortable with asking questions.

One corner of Lucy's lip turned up in a lopsided smile as her gaze never left the two fighters. "At the time, I didn't know. You know how his shikai abilities are to manipulate others' senses, right?" She asked rhetorically, not waiting for the girls' answer. "He used those back then to make himself look like Gin." She explained, distinctly hearing the ginger's loud gasp at that information. She hadn't mentioned that..? "It was only when I was at Earth and away from him that I realized the truth. Before then, I didn't know about any of that." She told the girl, releasing a sigh. This whole situation was just shitty, honestly.

Orihime looked down and away from the blonde. "That's so… Horrible." She muttered, struggling to find the proper words.

She didn't have to though as the conversation was brought to a screeching halt when Ichigo was suddenly sent crashing into the rooftop right next to the two girl. From the looks of it, he wasn't wearing the mask anymore and his reiatsu had returned to normal, which was why Grimmjow'd been able to push him back like that. Looked like his time with that thing had run out…

"Ichigo!" Orihime shrieked, though she didn't move from the spot she was apparently rooted to now. Probably for the best she didn't involve herself too much though. It looked like that human would be fine by himself either way.

Looking at the two idiots, it was clear they both were exhausted. As they were before, they were almost equal. Which meant there were no serious injuries, but instead a lot of smaller ones everywhere. Which tired them out.

Though, now that mask of Ichigo's was gone - and his reiatsu with it - it was clear who had the advantage in this. Either way, it was extremely rude of them to interrupt their conversation like that.

She glared at the both of them, her arms crossed in front of her. "How about you two idiots keep your fight to yourselves and let us be in peace?" She suggested, her gaze locked with Grimmjow's.

He looked extremely amused. "How about you two girlies stay out of our fight instead of being in the way like that, then?" He shot back teasingly. When she narrowed her eyes at him, all he did was grin right back at her and shrug.

Their eye-contact was broken when Ichigo flew up again, his spirit still not broken though his mask was. She sighed, though she couldn't help smiling a little at the idiocy of her Espada. He really was having fun out there, there was no doubt about that. It was a nice change of pace from the sour mood he'd been in recently.

She realized too late she'd showed all of that on her face, when Orihime asked her the next question "You… Really care for Grimmjow… Don't you?" She carefully asked. It almost sounded like she was surprised by that fact - as if it shouldn't be possible.

Lucy glanced over at the girl, then looked back at Grimmjow and smiled. "That, I do." She confirmed with a nod. After everything they'd been through at this point, how much he had helped her and simply just stuck with her, it was impossible not to.

Orihime seemed to look from the blonde to the Espada and back again with slightly wide eyes. Reluctantly, she decided to put her sudden realization into words. "It's almost like he's your…" She trailed off, her voice tiny as a mouse's. She was clearly not sure if she should actually say it out loud like that.

She didn't have to for Lucy to know wat she was talking about though. "My Natsu, right?" She asked after a little pause. Orihime nodded lightly, her brown eyes flickering to her and then quickly away again. The blonde nodded faintly. "You could say that he has become something like that, yes." She confirmed. Something she'd only recently noticed herself. She watched the person they were talking about as he played around in front of them. "He's obviously not as gentle or stupid as Natsu is, but… Yeah, he's different. I guess that's what I like about him." She told the other girl her head slightly tilted as her eyes followed him.

Orihime was quiet for a moment. "But… What about Natsu?" She hesitantly asked. It almost looked like it was hurting her in some way to talk about this. She was a caring girl.

Lucy sighed lightly at the question - one she hadn't really gotten around to asking herself yet. "I honestly don't know." She admitted. She had no clue what Natsu was to her at this point. She loved him, sure, but she wasn't so certain it was quite in the same way as it had been before.

"Oh…" Was all the other girl could say to that. Not that Lucy's words were really that much of a conversation-starter though.

Finding the two had nothing more to talk about with each other, being each other's enemies as well and all, they settled with the silence that grew between them. The battle in front of them was distraction enough, though.

The tide of that battle sure had taken a turn. Going from them being basically equal to Grimmjow playing around with Ichigo, as he so often had the weaker Hollows in their past. Really, it would be no surprise if Ichigo signed out and accepted defeat right then and there. His stubbornness didn't look like it'd let him though, as he met every single one of the Espada's blows head-on.

At first impression of how things were going, anyone'd say Ichigo was going to lose here. Without any doubt in their minds. She wasn't quite so sure. If this guy rally was was alike Natsu as he seemed, it was just a question of enough prodding before he pulled something ridiculous which would win him the match overwhelmingly.

That was her prediction of how this could turn out - either an overwhelming victory or an overwhelming loss. Either way, she wouldn't really be too surprised.

She caught Grimmjow's eye from where he was calmly standing after having knocked Ichigo into the ground. His gaze flickered from hers and to Orihime, who was calling out to Ichigo again. She could easily see the plan he was forming in his devious head when the gleeful grin returned to his face.

"Hey, carrot-top. How about we spice this shit up a bit - it's getting pretty damn boring, don't you think?" He rhetorically asked. No matter what the answer was, even if it was silence, the idiot would still do it. She could even feel him gathering his reiatsu

She shook her head at him, though he didn't look towards her even the slightest. "That's a really stupid idea, Grim.." She muttered to herself. This would truly mean the end of the battle - and not in his favor.

But he probably knew that already, from the slightly crazed expression on his face. Seemed that this kind of end to their battle was too anticlimactic and boring to him.

Orihime looked to her, her hands shaking just a little. "W-what idea?!" She asked. She didn't know what it was, but she obviously knew it wasn't good.

Lucy didn't look away from Grimmjow as she replied. "Whatever happens, Orihime, you will not be harmed the slightest." She simply promised the girl, which only got her even more scared. Not that the fact that Lucy was readying her own energies helped any. A safety-precaution in case her prediction was off.

Grimmjow almost literally grinned from ear to ear as he'd gathered all the reiatsu he needed. "Think fast! Gran Rey Cero!" He yelled, making a show of sending the reiatsu shooting towards the two girls.

Seeing the really, fucking rapidly approaching Cero, she quickly flared her reiatsu and magic out to cover both her and the girl. Orihime screamed loudly, frozen to the spot and unable to do anything in the face of her impending doom.

For an instant, when the Cero was less than a meter from the two of them, she worried that she might actually have to take that hit and she'd have to hand Grim's ass to him later on.

Until a black back materialized right in front of her eyes, sending the Cero flying off at another angle. The reiatsu the person in front of them exuded was almost tangible in the air around him - many times worse than what it had been before - and so purely malicious and Hollow.

Ichigo glanced back at the two as if to make sure they were okay. The way Orihime flinched at his gaze had his now golden eyes softening for a moment, but then he turned to the Arrancar with a piercing glare through the holes of his revived mask. "You fucking bastard." He seethed, his voice many times deeper and darker than before.

Grimmjow had prodded just the right way, it seemed.

Grimmjow grinned widely. Everything was just as he wanted it - the human was properly pissed now and wouldn't be pushed over. "What're ya going to do about it carrot-top?" He asked gleefully. Now, this was a proper, fucking battle.

The next moment, the human was right in front of him. The sword pressed to his neck. Enough to draw blood. "Kill you." He curtly declared.

Grimmjow could only grin. His own sword was against the human's neck as well. "Ohh, scary." He sarcastically cooed. They both jumped back from each other. Grimmjow crouched down. He gripped his zanpakuto in both hands. "Show me you got the fucking balls to follow up on that promise, human." He taunted.

The human rushed forward with a shunpo. Their two swords clashed, sparks flying everywhere. He suddenly twirled around. He continued and hacked his sword right into Grimmjow's side.

Grimmjow groaned at the impact, but ignored it. He jumped up and over the human and spun around. He raked his claws down the length of the human's back. He didn't give a damn about the crimson blood, which gushed forth under his nails. It was the best part.

The human spun around quickly. He hammered the blunt end of the sword into the Arrancar's stomach. He was sent flying, out of breath.

Grimmjow collected himself before he collided with the tower. He pushed off the wall of it, charging right back at the human. The tower crumbled behind him.

Just before their swords clashed again, he shifted to the side. The human caught it in time and dodged out of his range. Grimmjow saw him raising his sword and slashing down and quickly met the blade with his own arm. The blade cut in deeply. But not so deeply he was unable to do anything.

With the opponent's sword stuck in his arm, Grimmjow swung his own. Before it connected, the human caught it with his bare hand. Stuck like that, the human spoke. "Hope you've got something else hidden up in those sleeves of yours, Arrancar." He spat the Arrancar's words right back.

Grimmjow grinned. "Oh, don't you worry about me, human." He replied pulling his arm back. Pressing down on the sword the human was holding, he spun. He delivered a kick right into the human's side. The human didn't budge.

The human suddenly disappeared. Moments later, Grimmjow received a kick to his jaw, sending him flying again. Not able to follow the speed of the human, he couldn't evade the hit to his back either, which sent him pummeling down, into the ground.

Grimmjow crashed with his stomach to the ground, coughing the sand out of his mouth. He felt the human approaching and turned around on his back. In the nick of time, he caught and grabbed the blade before it pierced his shoulder.

He grinned up at the human, who seethed with anger. "Take this, you bastard." He growled, releasing a hand from the blade. He fired off a quick Cero at point-blank range, ramming it into the human's stomach.

The human roared animalistically at the hit, skidding backwards when the sword was released. He was royally pissed now. His reiatsu rose, growing even darker. The mask extended, covering more of his face and neck, seemingly stuck to him.

He was losing it. As the Kitten said, his Hollow was gaining more control now. He wasn't even fighting the human any longer. Fuck.

Grimmjow jumped to his feet, gripping his zanpakuto in his bloody hands. The bastard just got a power-up. He needed to be more careful now.

But that was great. This was great.

He barely had time to blink before the human charged at him. He jumped up into the air, letting his opponent pass by underneath him. The gleeful grin from having tricked him only barely got the chance to make an appearance.

As soon as he was airborne from the jump, the guy had turned around. He had charged his sword with his reiatsu again. Without a word spoken, he'd sent the wave of dark reiatsu right into the Arrancar's back.

Grimmjow felt white-hot pain explode from his back. The hit sent him tumbling forward. He narrowly managed a roll-fall instead of a collision. By the time he was on his feet again, the human was already at his side.

A hit to the side sent him flying again, rolling on the ground. When he finally stopped, on his back, and opened his eyes, he was met by the sight of a black sword being stabbed down. He quickly rolled to the right, the blade only missing his head by a hair's breadth. He quickly rolled back, realizing the human wouldn't stop there. The sound of the steel being lodged into the ground came right next to his ear.

If it continued like this, that damned carrot-top would stab him in the eye at some point. Fucking hell if he would die like that.

Grimmjow pulled his legs up and rammed his feet into the human's chest - if he could even be called that. While the human regained his footing, he jumped away. He needed some distance between them.

It was clear this thing was even faster than he was. Which was really fucking problematic. He'd have to play real fucking smart if he wanted to win this shit.

From the looks of it, it looked like the human was going on instincts instead of intelligence. He was like a damn animal. But Grimmjow could use that shit to his advantage.

Gritting his teeth, he charged at the human again, his zanpakuto raised in front of him. With a guttural growl, the human did the same.

Unexpectedly, their swords didn't clash. They didn't even touch. The human grabbed Grimmjow's blade unflinchingly in one hand. Using the momentum created from the charge, he swung Grimmjow around. He slammed the Arrancar's back right into the ground behind him.

Grimmjow was pretty sure he heard something crack as the metallic taste of blood exploded on his tongue, stars flew behind his eyes and all air came rushing out of his lungs. He could only watch as the human raised the sword right above him, ready to deliver the last bow.

Fuck. So he really was going to end shit this way, huh? The way this was going, he couldn't dodge this time. The fucker had tired him out after becoming a damn beast. That said, he wouldn't just roll over and let that shit happen without letting the bastard know they were fucking enemies right till this damn shitty end.

He kept glaring up at the beast, even as he watched the bastard's muscles twitching in preparation of dropping the final blow.

The instant before the beast moved, someone appeared above Grimmjow in an explosion of gold. It wasn't powerful or anything like that, but the blow still sent the beast falling to its ass.

"I think that's enough, Ichigo." The person spoke from above Grimmjow, their back to them as they stood almost protectively with one foot on each side of him, between him and his opponent.

"Fucking hell…" He muttered. That's right, he'd completely forgotten in the heat of it all - he couldn't leave yet. He still had her. "That's some damn, fucking good timing, Kitten." He said, feeling the relief of still being around wash through him and make the pain in his back truly come to life.

She smiled at him over her shoulder, looking like a damn guardian angel to him that moment. "Of course. I promised I wouldn't let anyone die. And I-" She paused shortly, thoughtfully. "Almost always keep my promises." She reminded him with a little wink. There was one promise he'd forced her to give up - and damn it if he wasn't glad he did that now.

Their attention was brought back to the human when he regained his senses. "What… Happened…?" He slowly asked, confused. The mask which'd seemed stuck to his face like damn glue was gone now, as if it had never existed in the first place. Fuck anyone who said magic wasn't damn powerful.

"Your battle is over." She told him, stepping to the side now she was sure that bastard wouldn't try anything else.

Over, and with his little Kitten as the damn winner.

Welp, that's that battle. Hope I did fair enough despite rust and whatnot!
As you could probably tell from the last sentence, absolutely nothing was settled between those two. So that's nice.

Oh, and what you could also see was Grimmjow showcasing a bit of his real and true feeling there. Please tell me I'm not the only one kiiiiinda fangirling over that XD

Yup, and then we got a talk between Orihime. Which was way long overdue. But damn it all if a lot hasn't happened for the poor blonde these last 48-or-so hours!

Anyway, hope you all enjoyed it! And thanks, as always, for reading, following, favoriting and commenting! Lights up my day, really!

~Line464d