I hope everyone is still enjoying this fanfic ^^ Enjoy chapter 25!

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Chapter 25- Upon Returning

"Why dya have ta' be so naughty all the damn time?"

I remained silent. I was leant on the wall; hands shoved deep in my pockets, and face well hidden. Raising my reiatsu a little, I began preparing myself for some sort of abuse; maybe a punch or kick. However, nothing came. But I didn't let that put me off guard; all muscles were tense, ready to dodge or defend myself. This didn't fare well when Nnoitra reached out to take hold of my arm; I was so focused on deflecting anything he did to me, that I lashed out at his face; nails digging into his cheeks and drawing blood.

"Shit."

Not being able to bring myself to say anything else, I simply went back to leaning on the wall. I felt little warm blobs of blood on my own face where it had spattered, so I lifted my hand and wiped it off, smearing crimson over my lips and then licking them clean.

Nnoitra pawed at his torn face, dabbing the little stains off with the palm of his hand. He leant over my petit body, one hand propping him up, the other hanging limply by his side. His facial expression was neither angry nor sadistically sex-hungry... he seemed almost calm.

"Ya' still mad at me, I get it. But stop teasin' me already; ya' know I like ma' girls dirty."

He took my still bloodied hands out of my mouth, lifting them to his own slightly parted lips.

No. I don't want anything like this; nothing that includes touching or entering bodies. I jerked my hand out of his, severing the connection between us both. I had to let him know... how much I hated him.

His eyes narrowed a little; I couldnt tell if he was feeling indignant or rueful... or a mixture of both.

"Stop bein' so damn tetchy, whore. I only came ta' collect ya. What the fuck you doin' amblin' around out there anyway?"

He started walking off, expecting me to follow. I would, but I wanted him to be a certain distance away from me before I carried on behind him. Once I was sure he was at least ten feet away, I started to trudge along behind him.

"I... don't need you to collect me. I'm perfectly capable of returning to my room without your assistance, Nnoitra-sama."

My tongue burnt at the word 'sama'... it was almost as if I were committing blasphemy against those actually worthy of the suffix. My blood boiled as little ribbons of thought ran through my brain; how could someone as heartless, callous, ruthless and savage be worthy of being called 'sama'!? Even Ulquiorra had the decency to see what was honourable and what was not; he could see how I was being taken advantage of.

Nnoitra didn't even pretend not to hear me. He sonidoed behind me, seizing me from the back and using his spindly arms to hold my own behind my back. Just as I opened my mouth to object, he used his free hand to cover it. It was plain obvious; he was stronger than me and could easily overpower me. But that didn't mean he had to. That was the thing about Nnoitra; he always had to prove he was stronger. Stronger than me, stronger than Ulquiorra (yeah right), stronger than the world. He'd trample anyone who got in his way... or he'd attempt to. His motto would probably be 'win, or die trying'. How negligent.

"I don't care if ya' need me or not! The fact is I'm here, and I ain't leavin'! Now move; Ulquiorra's waiting for ya."

Ulquiorra? Again? I weakened my struggle against Nnoitra, totally perplexed at his statement.

"Ulquiorra-sama is waiting? What for?"

He grunted and let go, instead taking my wrist and pulling me along. Admittedly, it was much easier to get along with Nnoitra when you didn't struggle against him. But I wanted to find out what Ulquiorra wanted; so I walked a bit faster.

"I dunno what he wants... probably a fuck or summit."

Urgh. Trust Nnoitra to come up with something absurd like that.

"Well if that's what he wants he ain't gunna get one from you. Your arse is mine."

My arse? Excuse me, but when did I give him ownership of that? Oh well, like I said, it's easier to go along with it. So I did.

"Yes Nnoitra. My butt is yours."