Hello, my wonderful readers, I am so glad you are enjoying this story. I also found it hilarious how you were paying attention to a silent Orihime. I mean that's not like Orihime's character to stay quiet, especially for her friend Nel. As for Grimmjow taking matters into his own hands about the reporter, I decided to have two other men in Nel's life, take matters into their own hands. *wink* It may be unconventional and illegal but hey *shrugs shoulders* lol. Blames my alter ego for what you are about to read.
Yuzu paced around her empty room, too excited to go to sleep. When they left the dining hall, Jinta was sweet enough to walk her all the way to her room, giving her a light kiss goodnight. She desperately wanted him to stay with her or follow him back to his room, but she didn't want to be too forward.
"Ohhh, Yuzu! Stop being such a coward and just... and just...Ohhh," she plopped herself on the bed, she desperately wanted to seek help from her twin. She didn't want to interrupt her, she wasn't entirely sure if her sister was with her boyfriend or not.
"You don't need Karin's help to make choices, you're a big girl," she closed her eyes and sighed, she pulled the necklace that he gave her from her pocket. He told her not to wear it at the moment, pretty sure it was due to him not wanting Renji to put him on the spot in front of everyone. She agreed, only if he promised she could wear it later. Feeling the anxiety leave her, she looked at the beautiful vintage cameo in her hands, a smile gracing her face. With a new found determination, she placed the necklace around her neck and got off the bed. Stepping out of her room, her feet hesitated after a few steps as she felt her courage slowly drop little by little.
'NO!' she told herself, shaking her fears away, as her pace picked up. She was walking on autopilot as her eyes paid attention to the doors, she didn't notice someone in front of her until she bumped into them. She felt strong arms hold her steady as she heard the familiar voice and her whole body stiffened.
"Careful Yuzu! Are you okay?" she squinted up to see her brother's concerned features. Her heart pumped at an alarming rate and she realized she couldn't talk. "Yuzu?" he began to question her again as he placed a hand on her head.
"F...fine, I'm fine Ichi-nii!" she smiled as he slightly grinned in relief not quite sure he believed her.
"Just watch where you're going okay? Don't want you getting hurt," he patted her head as she smiled. She noticed that her brother paused for a brief moment as she followed his gaze. He was staring at her necklace, lifting it up to examine it. "He gave you this?" he asked as he watched her nod sheepishly. She didn't say anything as her little fingers pried the gift gently from his hands when he continued to scrutinize it. "Looks old and valuable," he theorized just by looking at it.
"I..It was his grandmother's," she softly said, brushing her fingers against the white glass surface affectionately. He gave a slight grin as he watched his sister hold it with such care. Feeling a bit guilty for misjudging the poor boy in the first place, relieved to know that redhead's words of affection weren't him just talking out of his ass but that his feelings ran much deeper for his sister. Giving her a light kiss on the head as she looked up to give him a warm smile.
"Just ... Just be careful okay?" he emphasized with a stern look, regarding her lack of attention to her surroundings as she nodded. Satisfied he let go of her arms, "Just heading downstairs to get warm water and honey for... Orihime's voice," both siblings avoided each other as the blonde blushed a little. Ichigo coughed a bit as he moved aside and headed downstairs.
Letting go of the breath that she was holding, she sighed with relief, glad that her brother didn't ask too many questions, she didn't have the heart to lie to him. If she was honest with herself, she didn't think she could ever lie to him. Carefully walking down the hallway, only this time paying more attention to what was in front of her. Finally, she came to the door that held the drawing of Jinta as she held her giggle in. Once she stopped her laughter, she exhaled and softly knocked on the door. After a few moments of waiting, she knocked a bit louder.
"Yeah?" she heard the confused tone in his voice.
"It's me Jinta-kun, Yuzu!" she shyly said, hoping she was loud enough for him to hear on the other side of the door. She didn't have to wait long when the door was abruptly opened, and she found he was only wearing pajama shorts and no shirt. It also looked like he was in the middle of his workout since he was out of breath and his body perspired with sweat. She swallowed slowly as she began to speak.
"I...I'm sorry, was I interrupting you? I could come back..."
"NO... No, you don't have to come back and you weren't interrupting anything ... I just finished," his breathing apparently better as he opened the door wider to let her in.
"I wasn't tired and I was a bit bored in my room ... alone and restless," she gripped her hands nervously as she looked around the room. Other then a portable armbar that hung on the bathroom door frame and an exercise mat, the room was tidy.
"You can sit anywhere you like," he addressed to her, seeing as she looked around his room. She nodded silently, sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at him patiently. He noticed her wearing the family heirloom that he gave her around her neck.
"I'm sorry, I know you said to not wear it right now but I figured it's already later and I really was too excited to wear it," she rambled on, wanting to tell him when she noticed he was looking at the piece of jewelry curiously.
"It's fine! Thinking about it now, I should have just let you wear it. Renji could just fuck off with his comments," he barked, watching Yuzu shake her head as she giggled.
"You know that's not nice a nice thing to say to someone who's like a brother to you," she lectured. He rolled his eyes, making his way to a towel to whip the access sweat from himself.
"Not like... he is my brother, even if we have different parents. I can still tell him to take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut," he muttered, throwing the towel into the laundry basket in the bathroom.
"Huh?" she hummed curiously as he looked to find her bewildered expression absolutely adorable as he chuckled.
"It means to basically tell someone to 'go fuck yourself,'" he laughed, leaning against the dresser with his arms crossed.
"I guess that's a form of affection among siblings?" she asked as he thought for a moment and shrugged.
"Sort of, we're just honest with each other, we cut the bullshit and respect one another. Don't all siblings do the same?" he gave a puzzled look as he waited for his girlfriend to answer.
"Yes some siblings are honest and respectful to one another, but I would never tell Ichigo to...umm," she bit her lip, playing with the hem of her outfit.
"Fuck yourself!" he said as he walked a bit closer, bending down until he was eye level with her as he grinned, "Come on you can say it, Go fuck yourself."
She furrowed her brows as she pushed him away as he fell back in laughter, "You're just like Karin," she crossed her arms a bit upset.
"Karin?" he questioned, rising up to sit near her on the bed as he watched her cheeks begin to form a red hue. She intentionally looked away as she shook her head.
"It's just stupid, forget I said anything,"
"Oh No! You can't bring something up and just say to forget about it," he pointed out as she turned to look at him with a glare, the upset look coming from Yuzu was too adorable that Jinta began to laugh.
"Stop making fun of me and I don't want to talk about it, it's too embarrassing," she crossed her arms as she straightened herself to look intimidating. He scrunched his mouth to the side, mulling over her words as he exhaled and lowered his shoulders in defeat.
"Okay, Fine. If you don't want to talk about it then I won't bring it up again," he got up, walking to the mini fridge to get a bottle of water, "You want one?" he showed her the bottle of water. She had been a bit too stunned by him not prying any further that it took her a moment to nod 'yes.' He passed her the cold bottle, while he opened his, chugging it down in a few gulps before tossing it into the wastebasket. She anxiously gripped the bottle, feeling the wet perspiration of the plastic container, trying to calm her nerves. They were quiet for a while as she finally opened her bottle to take a tiny sip.
"So do you want to go out and do something? I can put on something else so w.."
"No! I just want to stay here," she clarified, blushing a bit as she decided to drink the remaining contents of her bottle. She made to toss the bottle in the wastebasket, cheering and doing a little wiggle when she made it in.
"Now you can go pro," he grinned as she shoved him playfully once more, trying to contain her smile. She exhaled, contemplating on telling him what she just finished telling him not to bring up. She didn't want them to start keeping things from each other, no matter how mundane or important it was. She wrapped her fingers around his hand as he rubbed her palm with his thumb.
"You're like Karin because she likes to tease me on not using foul language," she pouted.
"I'm sorry, I'm just messing with you but that's what I like about you though. I grew up talking this way among the guys at the dojo. I was respectful enough to not curse in front of my grandmother, she'd whack me a few times when I did," he chuckled at the memory as he remained to stroke her hand.
"My sister also says that she read somewhere that many couples curse during ... umm... I mean to say that even when someone who's never cursed before, loses control during intercourse," she whispered the last of her words as she nervously exhaled.
"Well, I guess! The guy's in the locker room say stupid shit like that, 'Oh I can get a sweet girl to curse like a sailor,'" Jinta explained, finding this conversation a bit uncomfortable being so close to her, wanting to change the subject.
"Why?"
His girlfriend had other plans, she wanted more information and him being inexperienced himself, could only give her ludicrous shit that he learned from others.
"Shit Yuzu! It's just foolish," he tried to elaborate when she squeezed her hand around his and leaned in closer.
"What?" she begged, her eagerness caught him off guard as he felt his heartbeat quickening.
"The guys would boast that during the throes of passion if you gave-," why did he put himself in this situation as he paused to swallow, "-it to her good, she'd forget anything else and start spewing curses and nonsense."
Yuzu thought about what they did earlier, feeling that maybe her boyfriend thought she didn't enjoy herself because she didn't say those things. Sure, at some point she uttered gibberish but that was about it. He looked up when it became awkwardly quiet to find her in thought with a worried expression. She looked at him when she felt his eyes on her as she leaned close, wrapping her arms around his neck and desperately kissed him.
"Oh, Jinta-kun! Please don't think I didn't enjoy it. It was incredible," she gave rapid kisses around his chin, suddenly feeling his hands push her away at arm's length as he narrowed his eyes at her.
"Fucking hell ... Whatever those assholes say I take it with a grain of salt, I knew you enjoyed it," he growled out, watching as her lips gave a small pout, he took the initiative to capture them in a kiss. Hearing her small moan aroused him as she began to wrap her arms around him. She came up for air, feeling his warm breath inches from her lips.
"Mmm ... Smuck," she breathlessly murmured.
"Oh, Yuzu!" he laughed, "What is that?"
"Cursing!" she bit her lip as she stared at him, "but a more polite way." He couldn't help but lean his head back as he bellowed out a chuckle.
"I already told you, you don't need to change anything about you. Even the silly shit that comes out of your mouth," he laughed some more when she nudged him away a bit, feeling embarrassed. "Come on Yuzu, I'm telling the truth ... you don't need to curse to turn me on. Why are you so adamant about it anyways? Is it because of what those idiots at the locker said or the shit that your sister like to fill your head with? You know she's teasing the fuck out of you," he brushed his fingers against her cheek as she nodded.
"I know that it's just that when you enjoyed yourself you would say ... Smuck,"
"Fuck!" he corrected.
"You know what I mean Jinta," she rolled her eyes, "You said it a lot."
"But I've always been an emotional person and cursing has always been an outlet for me." His face turned the same fiery red of his hair, "And during ... sex I expressed it a lot because I liked it ... a lot," he mumbled nervously. She couldn't help but blush from excitement as her self-esteem soared by his words. Of course, she could say she was popular in school with the boys but Jinta was the only boy that she fretted over herself in regards to what she wore or what she said. She'd always seemed to care what he thought of her but realizing how futile her efforts were when he was satisfied with whatever she did.
"Is it okay that I stay here tonight?" she confessed, eagerly waiting for his reply.
"You're asking me if it's okay? I'm pretty sure you should be asking your brother and father and I'm pretty sure it won't be a thumbs up," he sarcastically said, rubbing his hair roughly as it came undone splaying everywhere in a mess. Her heart skipped a beat, seeing how his hair was long enough to fall over his eyes.
"My dad is with his old friends and p... probably with the number of drinks he's consuming, it's only a matter of time before he'll fall into bed past out. As for Ichigo, I just saw him," she watched her boyfriend's fearful expression as he glanced at her.
"He knows you're here?" he conveyed, a bit agitated at the prospect that the orange head man would come in at any moment to wring his neck, just when he was starting to gain his trust.
"He doesn't know I'm here exactly but ... he clearly understands that I'm older and trusts me in making the right decisions," she smiled, seeing his facial expression convey a bit of relief.
"I know but I still feel a bit guilty doing things... under their nose," he sighed as the blonde beside him scrunched her face in determination.
"Don't feel guilty ... the way I see it is if Ichigo can do ... things on this island," she moved his chin with her fingers so that he can have his attention, " Why can't we?"
Having his beautiful girlfriend convince him that it was okay to be more intimate while sitting on his bed, didn't help settle his growing erection. "Valid point," he agreed, getting up to walk up to his dresser to get an item from the drawer, "Here," he passed a t-shirt to her as she reached out to accept it. " You seemed to have come without bringing a change of clothes, you can get ready in there," he encouraged her as he pointed to the bathroom. She nodded quietly, holding the article of clothing to her bosom as she entered the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
After she was done, she exited the bathroom wearing his t-shirt that reached down to her knees since it was a bit too big for her as the neckline hung over the side of her shoulders. He had been waiting on the bed lying on his back looking up at the ceiling in thought until he heard the door open. Seeing her in his clothing put a smile on his face, when she made her way closer he reached for her hand to join him. She laid her head on his shoulders as she heard a click and the room was enveloped in darkness, except for the moon's glow that came in from the windows. He smelled of soap and sweat and the feel of his strong arms, provoked a need within her that wouldn't go away. He felt her body move a little and her deep sigh as he stroked her hair.
"Are you uncomfortable?" he asked as he felt her body tense up. "Should I move?"
"No, I'm just restless because..." she remained silent as she began to move once more, lifting her self to lean on her arm and face him.
"What is it Yuzu?" he asked, finding it hard to read her features in the dark but felt something was bothering her. She remained quiet, only to grab one of his hands to slowly pull it towards her body. "Yuzu? What are you.." He didn't have time to finish his words as she kissed his mouth and guided his hand further down past her stomach. Using her tongue to open his mouth more, he felt his hand go under her shirt to find that she was wearing no panties at all.
"Touch me," she whispered as she abruptly stopped kissing him only to hear a deep groan come from her boyfriend. She waited for a few moments as he struggled internally on whether to comply with her wishes. She was about to speak up once more due to delayed action when she finally felt his fingers slowly seep into her already wet center.
"Mmmm," she moaned, only for him to aggressively cover her mouth with his own as he began to pump his finger deeper. His primal need, caused him to leave her lips to kiss down her neck, finding one of her perky nipples into his mouth. He continued to push his finger in and out of her. HIs pace was achingly slow as she pushed her hips in time with his intrusion. She whimpered, using her hands to grab and force him to quicken his pace as she rode his finger.
"Oh Jinta," she felt his tongue prod and lick her breasts, "Please more." Saying nothing, he moved on autopilot on a mission to just please her as he tried to add his middle finger to an already tight entrance.
"Ahh mmm," she cried out, tensing as she tried to accommodate his finger, surprised at how much it hurt. He paused in going any further as he made out her features in the dark, noticing her pained expression.
"I'm sorry, does it hurt? Maybe we should continue to take things slow," he told her, as she bit her lip hard, disappointed when he slowly pulled his fingers out.
"No please, Jinta. I don't want to go slow and I don't want to wait. Not after ...," she boldly kissed him, aggressively using her fingers to pull his hair. "Not after you showed me how great it feels ... Don't stop ... I want to feel more ... I want to feel all of you," she confessed her deepest secret to him as she kissed his chin down to his neck.
"Fuuuuuck," he groaned, feeling his cock swell, craving to feel inside her. He closed his eyes trying to calm himself, pushing the thoughts from his mind. "Yuzu I don't think you understand what you're asking me to do," he said, his voice straining under the pressure as a part of him was telling him to shut the fuck up.
"I do Jinta. I understand completely and I want you, I want this," she cried, seeing the glint of tears in the dark as she begged.
He felt like an asshole for making her cry but he wanted to be absolutely sure, "I Fucking hate you Renji!" he yelled out, abruptly moving off the side of the bed as he headed to the dresser. Yuzu squeaked in fright at his abrupt tantrum and yell at his brother. He came back a little hesitant, holding a box in his hand as he sat on the bed. Curious, Yuzu rose up to lean against him to see what was holding, a bit difficult to see in the dark. Knowing that his girlfriend wanted answers but was too timid to ask, he decided to answer as he cleared his throat.
"R ... Renji jokingly gave me a box of condoms, fucking prick. I said I wouldn't need it," he chuckled nervously as he began to open the box and take out a wrapper.
"So... Why are you upset?" she meekly asked as she wrapped her arms around him.
"Because he's a smug fucker and I hate when he's right."
"Do you know how to put it on?"
"Y... Yes," he answered not wanting to admit, he practiced whenever he was alone, so when the day came that he lost his virginity he wouldn't be a complete idiot. He ripped the wrapper with his teeth, moving her arms gently away as he stood to remove his shorts. In one fluid motion, he placed the condom on his already engorged length and pulled the tip.
"Lay back," he told her as he crawled on the bed on top of her. She eagerly listened, nodding slowly as he kissed her to calm her nerves even if she asked for this. Without being told, she spread her legs wider for him as he aligned himself against her core. Steadying himself he finally pushed in, she screamed from the pain.
'Had he pushed in too much,' he thought as he used his fingers, finding that he was still at the tip. He struggled to concentrate, halting his movements as his muscles strained to keep himself up.
"It's okay," she whispered into his ears encouraging him, fearing he stopped too afraid to continue. Pushing in excruciatingly slow, finding it even more difficult to push further when she whimpered louder and gripped his arm. Her pain caused her to unknowingly create a barrier to keep him from proceeding.
"Yuzu, just relax," he kissed her mouth to silence her loud moans, "You're making yourself even tighter then you are ... Fuck," he groaned as he felt her walls clamp tighter on his tip, almost pushing him out.
"S... Sorry," she said as her body relaxed a bit until he pushed a bit more, causing her to clench. He was only 40 % in and he was having a difficult time not releasing right there and then. Punching the wall in frustration, trying to keep himself from releasing inside of her.
"I had no fucking idea it was going to be this tight," he cursed through gritted teeth. He began to use his fingers to play with her nub, creating a window of opportunity for her to relax to have her feel something other than pain.
Pushing slowly as she moaned and cried between pain and pleasure. Inhaling deeply, he finally shoved himself in, exhaling once he knew he was completely sheafed in. Pausing to check on her, watching her mouth open wide with nothing coming out as he continued to fondle her clit to ease the pain. He stayed frozen in place as he felt her move her hips on her own accord, her action demanding that she didn't want to stay still. As she tried to adjust to his size, scrunching her face as she breathlessly groaned. Finally, he moved, pulling back a bit as he thrust into her. The sensation utterly incredible as he began to pick up his pace, only for him to stop unexpectedly when he felt he was about to cum. His grip tightened around the bed sheets beside her. Seeing his discomfort she moved a bit to give him a kiss, not realizing her mistake before he came apart.
"Fuck Yuzu," he thrust a bit wanting to feel as much of her before he came, indeed he did as he fell on top of her unmoving.
Yuzu completely oblivious, rubbed the back of his shoulders, trying to get a response from him, " JInta?" she gently called out to him as he mumbled into the sheets and couldn't understand what he was saying. "Huh?"
He lifted himself up, pulling out of her gently as he walked to the trash bin to remove the tied up condom. "I came... Fuck," he rubbed his head as he sat down next to her, head hung low.
"It's fine, Jinta," she mused, only for her boyfriend to shake his head in disagreement.
"No Yuzu, it's not. I'm supposed to fuck you until you come yourself then..." he lowered his voice, realizing he was too loud.
"Then what's stopping you?" she challenged.
He looked at her a bit perplexed as he pointed at himself, to show that he was currently not as hard as he was before. Biting her lip she understood the reasoning for his current temper until an idea popped into her head.
"Maybe I could get you hard again?" she happily said as he looked at her suspiciously. She got off the bed to walk in front of him to bend down when he suddenly stopped her. "Jinta, I'm trying to.."
"I know... but I want to pleasure you while you do that too," he sheepishly said as he watched her look at him a bit puzzled.
"How can we both pleasure each other with our mouths at the same time?" she innocently asked. He couldn't believe how pure-minded she was and he was teaching her all the naughty things he held in his perverted mind. "Please, I want to know," she looked at him with big innocent eyes.
Standing up to tower over her, he picked up her small body and flipped her around, not expecting to be put upside down she gave a slight squeal. Holding her securely with his strength as she felt his tongue start to shove into her wet core. Moaning as she grabbed his legs to steady herself, finding that one of her hands lightly brushed against his cock. Hearing a slight groan from him, she decided to stroke it again, awakening his limp cock to rise once more. After a few strokes, she was able to get him slightly erect as she leaned her face closer licking his tip, tasting the saltiness of his cum and sweat. She moaned out loud feeling him suck her nub as she felt the pleasure he was giving to her when she fully engulfed him. Jinta found he lacked the strength to stand as his legs were a bit shaky, he laid back onto the bed slowly with her still in his arms. Not having to support her from falling anymore, he grabbed her hips to position her clit to sit onto his face. Finding herself unable to suck his cock with the new position, she settled for stroking him since he held her hips from escaping. She rode his tongue as she yelled out, fighting for dominance as she forcefully engulfed him once more.
"Yuzu! Are you trying to make me cum again?" he growled, shoving her hips down as he speared his tongue into her clit.
"I...mmmm... I want you to feel good too," she groaned, as he lapped ferociously around her wet clit. Finding she couldn't take it anymore, she let out a loud moan as she screamed out as he sucked the juices of her orgasm. Raising her up to lay her on the bed as she tried to process what was happening. She found him ripping up another wrapper and placing the condom onto himself once more. He surprised her with a deep thrust as she scratched his back.
"How are you still tight, Oh fuck," he held the side of her face as he began to kiss her deeply, swallowing her moans. He experimented with his thrust, moving in and out of her slowly, loving the way her small voice cried out. Finding that he enjoyed thrusting into her deeply as her walls closed in around him. She found it hard to describe, at first he was too large and the pain was too unbearable but now as she moved with his thrusts, it felt absolutely delightful. Licking her lips she opened her legs wider as he shoved deeper and harder.
"Oh... mmmm... fast..er... please," she pleaded, finding it hard to speak with him repeatedly plunging into her. His pace quickened at her request as she tightened her legs and arms around him, wanting him closer. Hearing her moans mixed in with the mixture of the slapping and wet noises, he was finding it difficult not to release early but he was determined to push it back and keep going.
"Oh Yuzu, the noises of me fucking you is driving me crazy," he snarled out, never slowing his pace, in fact, it seemed it only accelerated.
"Jinta, when you say things... like that...mmm," she breathlessly said as he looked at her flushed features.
"What...things?" he asked her as he thrust into her deeply with each word, causing his girlfriend to gasp for air.
"I... can't ...curse," she looked away embarrassed as he slowed his pace to look at her curiously.
"So the truth comes out, Huh Yuzu?" he chuckled, taking his time with his pace to tease her entrance before he slid in slowly. "You asked me if swearing turns me on earlier... because, in fact, it turns you..."
"Shut up, Jinta!" she closed her eyes, moving her hips faster, trying to get him to do the same.
"Do you really want me to shut up?" he smugly grinned as she opened her eyes to give him a heated gaze that only hardened his cock. "Nah, I think you want me to fuck you," he said his words as a test and found what he wanted as her walls tightened with her whimpering. "Is that what it is Yuzu? You want me to fuck your tight pussy?" he whispered, gliding his teeth across her neck and licking her collarbone.
"Yes, please," she whimpered, looking up to find him grinning as she felt herself become increasingly wet. Growling, feeling her coating his cock with her slickened entrance. Lifting both her legs above his shoulders as the new position caused him to regret it. She felt, even tighter as he had better access to descend into her deeper.
"Oh FUCK YUZU!" he said through clenched teeth as he quickened his pace.
She had that feeling again as her walls constricted, the feeling that she was losing herself as the coil under her belly button started to unwind. Gripping onto his shoulders as she tried to keep up with his pace. Her eyes rolled back as she let out a piercing yell, "Chunking Son of a Biscuits!"
'Did she just yell biscuits,' Jinta thought, causing him to lose his focus as he felt her becoming increasingly tight, her pussy feeling like her mouth was sucking him too hard. He rammed into her once more before he released himself and collapsed. He lifted himself a bit so that his weight didn't' crush her tiny body as he glanced at her tired expression. She was probably not aware of the polite curse she yelled as he grinned at her silliness.
"I love you Yuzu," he whispered, kissing her mouth as she just moaned and shifted a bit. She was too tired to notice when he rose up and exited from her to trash the second condom. He wrapped them both in a blanket as he fell asleep with her enveloped in his arms.
Hot Spring Week - Day 5 -2 AM
Jushiro, glanced over at the sleeping woman in the passenger's seat of his car as he drove to her home. How did he get into situations like this? No doubt, they all had their share of fun but out of the three of them, he knew when it was time to put down the drink. Isshin and Shunsui were back on the island like mumbling fools as they stumbled into their rooms, falling unceremoniously onto their beds. Ikumi being a bit stubborn, insisted that she was fine and could take the journey back home, alone. Byakuya, not wanting one of his employees to come to harm, not only from a legal point of view, insisted that was not an option. Jushiro opted to drive her, much to the stoic dark-haired man's relief as the man gave him the address to her place of residence.
The silent drive was a peaceful one as his thought process worked overtime, specifically on the things he deemed important. He was proud of his son's action at dinner, for dealing with a portion of the press. He knew there were still things he himself needed to deal with but at least the reporter was taken care of, for now.
Finally arriving at her home, his thoughts almost causing him to almost pass the small dwelling. Shutting off the car, he stepped out walking toward the passenger's side to open the door.
"Ms. Unagiya," he shook her gently as he calmly said her name. She opened her eyes with a frown, realizing where she was as she saw the familiar neighborhood, where she resided. She smiled up at the handsome man who was trying to wake her up.
"Aren't you sweet, Mr. Ukitake," she patted his shin with her hand as he helped her lift herself up from the passenger's seat. Holding still as she held her head for a moment, Jushiro held her waist trying to steady her.
"Maybe it wasn't such a great idea to drink so much," she groaned, settling her head on his shoulders. Blushing a bit, he decided to nudge her a bit so that she could continue to walk. "The designated drivers are always the responsible ones. Are you responsible Mr. Ukitake?" she laughed, as he guided her away from almost hitting herself against a tree.
"I guess you can say that I am," he smiled, she stopped suddenly to dig in her purse for the keys and pulled them out with a cheer. She giggled seeing the man next to her nervously look around, making sure her yell didn't disturb anyone.
"You know you're quite handsome," she scrutinized his features with her gaze, "and that calm sweet demeanor is indeed sexy... I bet you have no problem getting pretty girls to spread their legs for you," she giggled when she saw his green eyes widen at her boldness. Suddenly feeling woozy, she held her head once more before she passed out. Jushiro caught her in time, placing one of his arms under her legs and the other under her head. Sheesh, was this woman trouble, he watched her beautiful features furrow as she slept.
'What's wrong Jushiro-kun? Are you surprised I've grown up to be this gorgeous or are you thinking of me naked ... sprawled out on your bed?'
The memory of her voice popped into his head as he lightly chuckled. How bold had Akiko become when she came back from abroad and how absolutely alluring she had grown to be. Shaking his thoughts away, he headed to the door and decided to knock, unable to reach for the keys as he held her.
He saw a young man with short dark hair and eyes, glance out the window, he looked at him and then at his mother in shock. He heard the jiggling of the lock as the boy sounded like he was rushing to open the door. "What's wrong with her?" he shouted a bit worried, once the door was opened. The boy's height reached to Jushiro's chest as his features was a reflection of the woman he held in his arms.
"She drank a bit too much while having a bit of fun," he chuckled, as the boy glared at him and then looked at his mother.
"I swear if you took advantage of her," he growled out, trying to grab his mother from the other man's arms but failing to have enough strength to lift her up.
"Look I would never take advantage of someone, especially in a drunken state, just move aside and point me in the direction of her room so I can lay her down," he smiled with a bit of an authoritative tone at the boy who looked at his mother and handed her back to the white-haired man. Stepping aside as he opened the door further for him as Kaoru directed him to her room. He entered a room that was tidy, except for a few clothes that were strewn on the floor and on the bed as well. Kaoru pulled the pink sheets of her bed aside as Jushiro placed her on the bed. The boy pulled the covers over his mother and sighed as he rubbed her head, sitting on the bed near her.
"I'm sorry for accusing you," he softly apologized, continuing to study his mother.
"There's no need to apologize, I understand the shock of having someone bringing your mother passed out at an ungodly time like this. I'd jump to conclusions too," he chuckled, rubbing the back of his head.
"You said she had fun?" he turned to him as he studied the tall white-haired man.
"She met an acquaintance that I'm also friendly with, Isshin Kurosaki," he stated as the boy snorted at the name. "so we had a few drinks and laughs along with another friend of mine, Shunsui Oderschvank."
He glanced at her mother again, his expression changed to one of worry, "That's good! She's always been so hard at work that she never takes the time to sit down and relax. She likes to tell me its due to the fact that she likes to be on her toes or she'll get bored," he reached for the covers and pushed it more securely onto his mother's neck as she smiled and laid on her side. Kaoru sat up and guided the visitor silently with his hand, showing Jushiro out as he closed the door to his mother's room. "I know she's lying her ass off and she's doing it for my benefit. She's so stubborn, but it's good to hear that she had fun and made friends, she deserves it."
"Well, she's very engaging in a conversation and quite the charmer," he laughed, remembering her constantly teasing both Isshin and Shunsui about them bickering, as she put it, 'How they looked like two cocks fighting in a ring.'
"So I've heard, but sometimes she likes to put on an act of the doting stereotypical sweet-mother for me, but I've learned a long time ago she's always been aggressive, take no shit, loud mouth thug, and I love her for that," he laughed, pouring a bowl of cereal for himself.
"Parents tend to show their children a side of them that they feel would be something to love and be proud of, but I get the sense that you've already figured that out," he stated, knowing that he was a smart boy. Kaoru nodded as he spooned the sugary loops into his mouth, Jushiro noticed the black earring stud on his earlobe.
"I had gotten it without her permission last year, just to see what she would do. She looked a bit upset but then her anger seemed to disappear as she smiled and just gave me a hug. Sometimes I want her to just yell," he sighed, continuing to eat his cereal.
"Why, If you don't mind me asking?"
"For causing her so much shit before. I was such a little terror growing up. I did about anything to get her mad because I was angry with her. Well not really anger towards her, just angry," he moved his spoon around his bowl, staring at the milky concoction.
"You were probably just angry at the unfairness of not having a father and possibly feeling the neglect of your mother because she couldn't be there. You saw how hard she worked and you didn't want to bother her, not knowing what to do with your feelings, you lashed out," Jushiro theorized as the younger boy nodded still glancing at his bowl.
"I understand that now, I was just a dumb kid," he chuckled as the white-haired man laughed along with him.
"Your mother was invited to attend a sparing match back on the island. I'm pretty sure she would like you to come and probably ask you later when she's feeling better," Jushiro asked the boy as the little boy looked up surprised with a smile.
"She's not working?" he watched the other man nod in agreement as he smiled, "I'd like to come if that's okay with her boss?"
"Don't worry about Mr. Kuchiki, he's not really the silent intimidating person, people first see, he's quite charming. I'll let him know, just let your mother be aware that you spoke with me," he delightfully smiled as the boy nodded with an excitement. "I think I overstayed my welcome, plus I should head back before I miss the next ferry."
As he gathered himself and made his way to the front door with the boy close behind him. He made to exit when he heard a light cough behind him as he stared at the boy who nervously fidgetted.
"Thanks for making sure my mother was okay and for not putting the moves on her. Even if she is a babe," he jested, causing the other man to blush with embarrassment.
"I guess the proper thing to say is you're welcome. I can see you have your mother's blunt honesty," he chuckled, he left waving goodbye as he headed to his car.
His thoughts were filled with the little boy Kaoru and how independent and spunky the kid was. Reminding him of another angry boy, mad at the world for dealing him with a shitty hand and just showing everyone he could still accomplish great things. After the ferry ride back to the island, he parked his car, making his trek back up to the castle. Noticing a figure sitting outside at the stairs entrance as he got closer, the electric blue hair stood out. He could see a waft of smoke rising up from his son's direction. He seemed to be smoking when he looked up and noticed that someone was approaching.
"Why the hell are you out at this hour? In the shadows creeping up on a fucking person?" he sneered as he inhaled from his cigarette one last time before he flicked it out onto the road.
"I was unaware I have a curfew, Father?" Jushiro joked, sitting beside him as he watched his son show his canine's as he grinned.
"Something tells me even if you didn't have a curfew, you'd still have been home at ten, like a good little boy," he watched his father roll his eyes at the apparent jab.
"Maybe... So you smoke?" he asked curiously not remembering that he has this type of little habit.
"Nah, I fucking hate the habit," he paused to place a stick of gum into his mouth, handing them to his father as he shook his head no.
"You must be the type to smoke only under immense stress," he watched his son shrug his shoulders and remained silent. When he was silent for a while, he decided to pry a bit. "Is Nel awake?"
Grimmjow looked at his father as he exhaled, "She's been asleep," he flatly said as he eyed the empty road that was in front of him. Jushiro remained silent, sensing that he wanted to convey more but if he pushed, he knew Grimmjow would only revert back in his shell.
"What was done between you and Shunsui when you visited that fucking prick?" he said with a menacing growl, showing Jushiro that this thing with Nnoitra Gilga was what fueled the anger inside his son.
"Shunsui had done all the talking while I stood behind silently moderating the whole thing. He let us in, under the assumption that we were there to apologize for the broken nose that Nel had given him," he heard the blue-haired man chuckle at the sheer audacity of the man, Shunsui and himself had thought the same.
Ten months ago
Nnoitra's Apartment
As both men entered the household of the man who upset Nel, they observed the man's accomplishments that hung on the walls from Master of Arts Teaching to Degrees in Japanese Culture and History. He seemed to be an advent collector of Japanese vintage art and he didn't have any qualms in spending the money to get it. He showed the men around like a gracious host before he offered him a seat at a rich black lacquered table. Jushiro decided to set himself off to the side in the corner, while Shunsui sat opposite of the man at the table. He was a tall lanky man with black hair and pale skin, the bandage that covered his nose didn't hide the ugly dark purple bruises that stretched across his face beneath his eyes.
"I have to say, my Nel-chan really didn't hold back when she gave you that punch," the curly haired father smiled, admiring his daughter's handiwork. Nnoitra touched his nose for a brief moment as he gave a huge grin showing a large set of teeth.
"She broke the few bones in my nose and I received four stitches, everything was documented and hand-delivered to your lawyers," he grinned as he poured sake to his guests and himself. Jushiro declined, as both men at the table indulged in drinking.
"Jushiro has received the information and is well aware of the compensation you are asking for," Shunsui said, eyeing the man who raised his brow questioningly as he paused, cup in hand.
"What I am asking for shouldn't be an issue for you?" he finished, raising his cup closer to his mouth.
"No it shouldn't be an issue, it's just that we're not planning on agreeing to your terms. What were the terms again, Jushiro if you could remind me?"
Jushiro stood glancing down at his phone as he spoke, " Nnoitra Gilga is asking to be reimbursed in the amount of 893052.00 (8,000 US) due to hospital bills for the injury caused by Neliel Uderschvank. An asking amount of 5,580,750.00 yen (50,000 US) for the emotional distress and loss of wages he will acquire from days of not teaching. Also, an apology, written or expressed in person, from the members of the Uderschvank dojo, preferably from Neliel Uderschvank." Jushiro calmy said what was specified in the document before he straightened his suit and sat back down.
Shunsui drank another cup of sake before he began to laugh as he removed and put down his straw hat down on the table. "I think I had my friend read it again for personal reasons, I get such a kick out of it," he chuckled, as the lanky man glared at the laughing man in front of him.
"I found nothing humorous about what your daughter..." before he could say anything else, he was pulled roughly as his face banged hard against the table. He was dazed for a moment, as he looked to find Shunsui raising his head up to stare at him with a smile. "YOU REBROKE MY FUCKING NOSE, YOU ASSHOLE! WHEN I AM DONE WITH YOU, YOUR BUSINESS WILL HAVE NOT ONE SINGLE DIME TO YOUR NAME," he angrily yelled, with blood pouring down from his nose, his true face showing from his hidden facade.
"I find it very humorous Mr. Gilga. As Jushiro and I look at it, you won't see compensation or a single damn dime from us. Our lawyers saw to that and those degrees you have hanging on the walls are just paperweights cause they don't mean shit now," he watched the wounded man's eyes widen as he gritted his teeth.
"I am a respectable teacher .." he vainly expressed.
"Oh you won't be teaching anyone anymore, maybe teach our culture to inmates for the months you'll be spending in jail," Shunsui smiled seeing the man's eyes shoot him a death glare.
"YOU CAN'T FUCKING DO THIS TO ME," he angrily yelled, watching the man in front of him happily fill his cup again and drink.
"This is good sake," Shunsui glanced at the bottle a bit impressed at the expensive taste. "So we're only here because to make sure we acquire that phone and I want to play a little game," he smiled, taking a set of cards from his pocket and placing it on the table.
"Shunsui! Let's just retrieve what we came here for," Jushiro advised, trying to rein in his friend's mental state.
"What phone? I don't have a phone with a video of a spread-legged teasing bitch," Nnoitra sneered, as his grin widen showing a mouth filled with blood that reddened his teeth. Shunsui smiled, as he quickly took out a small blade ramming it into the table, close enough to the wounded man's fingers as he gasped in horror.
"Jushiro, hold him," Shunsui humorously said as he shuffled the cards on the table. Before the lanky man knew what was happening, he was held by the neck by the white-haired man, he didn't even hear him move from across the room. "You know the rules of Hanafuda?"
The man could only nod as he was too afraid to speak as the grip around his neck tightened. The cards had beautiful paintings of flowers, each having a designated type and different points for each one. The object of the game is to accumulate more points than your opponent. Jushiro was a bit uneasy, not sure where his friend's current state was at, he only ever played games to sedate the dark thoughts in his mind whenever he was truly displeased.
Nnoitra was able to play as the man behind him loosened his grip, but he remained quiet. As Shunsui played, he would act like a man distressed with his hand while other times he would be overexcited, a trick he came to develop to confuse or distract his opponents. The lanky man felt a bit of relief as he played his hand but with every round, it slowly progressed into panic as he lost every hand. At the end of each game when everything was tallied up, he was smart enough to understand that he lost as started to feel nauseous.
"P ...Please, I promise to leave Karakura and you won't ever hear from me again. J..Just please don't kill me," he began to cry as the man across from him just smiled.
"I'm not going to kill you," he chuckled. "Where is the phone?" his smiled faded as he gave him a serious expression.
"It's in my room, down the hall next to my bed on top of a small side table," he murmured. Shunsui nodded as he looked up to his friend who did the same before he made his way down the hall. Both men at the table remained quiet until Jushiro returned with the item as he placed it into his friend's hand.
"Now then, since you lost the game its only fair for you to lose something in return," he said, causing the wounded man to stare dumbfounded.
"I already gave you the phone," he snapped.
"That phone wasn't your property, to begin with," he clarified, drinking the remaining contents of the bottle as he picked up the knife. "Jushiro, if you could please once more for me, my friend," He said as the silent man grabbed the frightened man by the neck again, only this time holding both his arms.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH, YOU LIED TO ME," he hollered trying to move from the man's grip but to no avail.
"Lied? Like I said I'm not going to kill you if that's what you're frazzled about. Now which eye do you want?" he asked the man who struggled and screamed."The left one then," he advocated, as he lifted the knife much to the other man's horror as he screamed. He waited for the pain that never came as he opened his eyes to find the blade an inch from his pupil.
"I guess losing your dignity is more satisfying than an eye," he smiled, as the wounded man exhaled when he was let go and glanced down at his soiled pants. Embarrassed and angry he glared at both men as they made to leave him in his current state.
"I may keep my mouth shut but how about shutting your daughter's legs to every COCK IN KARAKURA," he hissed, only to receive a hard right that knocked the man unconscious as his body fell off the chair. Jushiro, having heard enough of the man's mouth, felt it was necessary to shut him up before it got a lot worse.
"Now why would you go and do a thing like that, my friend. It seemed he still wanted to have fun, " Shunsui's eye sparkled in laughter as Jushiro grasped the man's shoulder in a tight grip.
"I...I think one game was enough, my friend. Let us head back to Nel, okay," Jushiro warmly said as the curly haired man seriously acknowledged his friend. Both men left the wounded and soiled man on the floor, closing the apartment door.
Grimmjow mulled over the story that was retold by his father. He felt all his emotions surging through, two, in particular, he felt in the forefront: his anger and satisfaction. Satisfied, that both men who cared about Nel dealt with the sick fuck, Anger because of the man's words to the person that he loved.
"What are you thinking, Grimmjow?" Jushiro asked his son, not appreciating the hate that burned within his blue eyes.
"You don't want to know what I'm thinking about," he gave a dark chuckle.
"We'll deal with Nnoitra Gilga, in time," he expressed, only to receive a cold smile from the younger man.
"Like how you two dealt with him before, the fucker still talked," he stressed, receiving a nod in understanding from the white-haired man, only pissing him off further.
"We'll deal with him Grimmjow," his eyes bored down into his son's as he felt his father's hands tug on his arm. "Shunsui and I felt we needed a youthful perspective as to how to deal with it. Your tactic on dealing with that reporter, wouldn't have been my first way of going about it, but the way you handled it had impressed me," he proudly boasted as he gave his son a smile, letting go of his arm to pat him on the back.
"You old men tend to not think outside the box," he smugly grinned at his father.
"You have an idea on how to deal with Nnoitra?" he asked curiously.
"A few, but I haven't fully ironed it out in my head yet," Grimmjow confessed, sucking his teeth.
"Good, get some rest, you'll need your strength for today, I don't want an excuse in regards to you losing a fight to an opponent, " he jested, receiving a Chesire cat grin from his son.
"Fuck you, you need the rest old man, don't worry about me. Which reminds me, you still hadn't told me why you were out so late?" he quirked his brow as he started to rise up dusting himself off along with his father.
"Shunsui, Isshin, as well as myself had the privilege of having Ikumi join us for drinks and talking. Of course, everyone except for me was unable to be conscious due to their drunkenness,"
"You watch your liquor intake? Fuck! You're the designated driver?" Grimmjow laughed as his father ignored him.
"I told Byakuya that I'd be able to take Ikumi home, to his relief," he said taking his jacket off. Grimmjow looked at him for a moment with a questionable stare.
"You didn't ...?" the question caused his father to grasp the bridge of his nose in aggravation.
"No that is inappropriate and I hope you've never done something as disgraceful," he scolded him as if he was a child.
"Fuck NO! The girls I was with didn't even have to drink when they dropped their panties, who needs to fuck a drunk bitch when I had a sober one the was hot and willing," he scoffed a bit offended his father would think of him in that way, "But if Ikumi wasn't would you have?" he questioned him.
"Goodnight Grimmjow," he neglected to answer his son's question as he left him outside.
Grimmjow shrugged his shoulders, "I wouldn't blame him if he did," he chuckled to himself as he made his way inside to return to bed with Nel.
Oh, I know I said I wanted to take things slow with Yuzu and Jinta, but I did in a way, lol. Yuzu is so sweet and innocent but I wanted her to have a little secret kink she's a bit ashamed of. So that's why she wanted a bad boy. Nah, Jinta is sweet he just has a bit of a potty mouth.
Speaking of potty mouth, introducing Nnoitra, he was such a typical asshole. I can't stand when people try to pair him up with Nel or Orihime, Ewww just gross.
I haven't written something on Jushiro in a bit and you guys are probably wondering what I'm going to do. Seeing how I have her befriending three men. I'm playing with it a bit, having a bit of fun, just bear with me.
Next chapter! The sparring match ... it's almost like a Dragonball Z tournament... hint, hint. LMAO!
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