Chapter 12: Rude Behavior

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Eventually everyone started to head home from the café. I was getting ready to walk with Rukia, when Grimmjow grabbed my hand and started pulling me to his car.

"Grimmjow, wait!" I didn't pull away from him, because I liked the way my hand felt in his… so instead I just lagged behind, trying to slow him down.

He turned his head to look at me, but didn't stop. "What?"

I huffed up at him. "I'm supposed to walk home with Rukia."

He frowned, finally stopping, but before he could say anything, Rangiku butted in.

"That's okay!" She squealed happily. "Gin and I can give her a ride."

Gin smiled endearingly at his girlfriend and shrugged his shoulders. "Of course we can."

Grimmjow tugged on my hand to get me to move again. "See? Problem solved."

I gave Rukia an apologetic look as Grimmjow opened the passenger door of his car and practically pushed me into it. She managed a smile as Rangiku dragged her over to Gin's pearly white luxury sedan. I buckled up quickly and grabbed my phone to text her.

TO RUKIA: I'm so sorry! I had no idea that Grimmjow and Rangiku were conspiring together! :/

FROM RUKIA: Yeah and I think that Gin is in on it, too! But it's okay. I'll see you when we get home.

And then a thought struck me…

TO RUKIA: OMG! Is Mr. Kuchiki gonna freak out when he sees you pulling into the driveway in a strange car?!

Mr. Kuchiki was horribly protective of Rukia… it was like she was his own little sister. Which, he and Mrs. Kuchiki had been raising her since their parents passed away… and that was before Rukia could even remember…

FROM RUKIA: Luckily, I'm pretty sure he's working late tonight… and my sister won't mind. She'll just be nosey about it.

I was typing my response when Grimmjow jerked my phone out of my hands. "Hey!" I yelled irritably, trying to reach for it.

He held the steering wheel with one hand while he shoved my phone into his pocket with the other. "Stop playing on your damn phone. It's rude."

"Are you kidding me?!" I spluttered, caught between anger and disbelief. "What's rude is dragging me away from my best friend and then pushing me into your car! And then taking my phone away from me when I'm trying to apologize for your rude ass behavior!" I was angrier than I could remember being in a while… I mean, I so rarely got angry at anything, that I was shocking even myself.

So, when Grimmjow actually turned from the road to gape at me, I kind of felt embarrassed for my outburst. That was, until he started laughing… "Damn!" He shouted through his laughs. "You're even cute when you're mad!"

His reaction to my poor behavior caught me off guard, so I crossed my arms and looked out of my window, slumping down into my seat as I pouted. Yes, I was acting childish… but he was treating me like a child, so… why not?

He kept laughing for a while. And when he finally calmed down, he placed a hand on my leg. "Damn, babe… you are just so fucking adorable."

I let out a huff, puffing out my cheeks to show that I was not happy with the situation.

He chuckled softly, stroking the skin of my thigh with his fingertips. "I'm sorry… I just wanted a little more time with you, is all."

I bit my lip, chancing a look in his direction. He was facing the road now, but there was a smile stretched across his masculine jaw. He turned to me long enough to make eye contact, and gave me a wink before turning his attention back to the road ahead. I felt my cheeks redden and my stomach flutter at the simple action, and I sighed in response.

"Do you forgive me?" He muttered, almost looking like a charming little boy that had gotten caught stealing candy, but wasn't really sorry at all.

I pursed my lips at him, sitting up straight. "Fine…" I mumbled.

He gave my leg a squeeze as he chuckled happily.

And then we pulled into a parking lot that I didn't recognize. "Where are we?" I questioned, looking at the store curiously.

He parked the car and turned to grin at me. "This store is owned by a friend of mine. I want you to meet her."

I blinked, not sure if I really understood. "But this is Empress Designs…"

He lifted a brow at me. "Yeah, so?"

Did he really not understand what had me so confused? "So… you're friends with Tier Harribel… like, the Tier Harribel, fashion extraordinaire?"

"Yeah." He shrugged, like it was no big deal. "She was in the same class as Gin and me in high school."

My eyes widened significantly. "That's so cool!"

He chuckled again. "Well come on, if you think it's so cool."

Then he got out of the car. I scrambled to follow after him.

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I had actually met Tier Harribel, owner and fashion designer of Empress Designs… and it was so awesome! And she was awesome! She treated Grimmjow as if he were her younger brother, and it was so cute… especially since he was so annoyed by it. She teased him by saying that I was too cute for him, and that had made me laugh. And then she had actually asked if I had ever done any modeling, which I was quick to tell her no, of course I hadn't. When she said that she wanted me to model some of her designs sometime, I thought that maybe I was dreaming… but I was reminded that I wasn't when Grimmjow had commented on my nice rack and perfect ass.

After some time, Grimmjow and I left… but not before she had gotten my measurements and sent me home with a new bag to use for my schoolbooks, saying that mine was abhorrent. I had tried to politely decline her offer, but she was adamant, saying that since I was stuck in my school uniform, I at least needed to carry a decent bag. I even tried to pay for it, since it wasn't like money was a problem for me… but she demanded that I accept it as a gift. So, I didn't really have a choice, and I thanked her repeatedly.

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Grimmjow drove me home and walked me to the door. I wasn't even surprised when he followed me in. After hanging both my old and my new bag by the door, I made my way to the kitchen. He followed, watching me as I gathered stuff to make us both dinner… since I was sure that he would be staying. After I got everything together and into the oven, I remembered something. I turned to see him leaning against the counter, his sky blue eyes fixed on me with a grin on his face.

I reached my hand out to him. "Can I have my phone back now?"

His grin lifted into a smirk. "Sure. It's in my pocket." He shifted so that his pocket was closer to me.

I eyed him skeptically. "So give it to me, then."

His eyes lit up deviously. "Get it yourself."

I sighed, glaring at him. "Grimmjow… I'm not doing that."

"Awww…" He mock pouted. "Come on, babe."

I just glared harder. "No, Grimmjow. Now give me my phone."

His face dropped into a frown. "Why? So you can ignore me again?"

I rolled my eyes. "I'm just going to text Rukia. I have to make sure that she made it home and let her know that I made it home, too."

"What is she, your mother?" He grumbled unhappily.

Ouch. That hurt… but he had no way of knowing. "No. She's my best friend. And we look out for each other."

He let out a grunt before finally pulling my phone out of his pocket and tossing it to me.

I gave him one last eye roll before checking my texts.

FROM RUKIA: Okay, so I'm home and Byakuya isn't here… score! :D

FROM RUKIA: Alright, so… you should have been home by now… where are you?

FROM RUKIA: Juna! Where the hell are you? Where did that creep take you?! ARE YOU OKAY?!

There were also two missed calls. I sighed as I quickly sent her a text.

TO RUKIA: I'm sorry, my phone died :( Grimmjow and I stopped at a store, but I'm home now. I'm so sorry for worrying you!

And now I was lying to her… all because I didn't want her to think that Grimmjow was some kind of possessive jackass for taking my phone. Wait… was he? I glanced up at him. He was watching me with a bored expression on his face. Why had he taken my phone, anyway? It was because he was annoyed, I guess… maybe I should ask…

"Grimmjow?" I mumbled softly.

"Yeah?" He tilted his head, his eyes sharpening as he focused on me.

I bit my lip nervously. "Why exactly did you take my phone away?"

He shrugged, looking off to the side. "It was bugging me that you weren't paying any attention to me."

It wasn't until I let out a heavy exhale that I realized that I had been holding my breath. So… what exactly did that mean? Was that some sort of jealously? But that didn't make sense… he couldn't be jealous of a phone. And he didn't really know me well enough to be possessive… did he? As I considered it, he stepped closer and wrapped his arms around my waist.

He grinned down at me, pressing his forehead to mine. "I like it when I've got your full attention… I like it when you listen to me and blush at the things I say… when you bite your lip when I make you nervous… when you squeal or squirm when I catch you by surprise… I like when you talk and say cute little things… I like it when you giggle or laugh…" He pulled me even closer, making me gasp. "So when you're with me, I want you all to myself."

I bit my lip again as I stared up into his vivid blue eyes, my heart beating rapidly in my chest. Maybe it was kind of cute… he was like a selfish little kid… and it was endearing, in a way. He made me feel wanted… like I was valuable in some way.

He lifted a hand to grasp my chin, pulling my lip from my teeth with his thumb. Then he leaned down and captured my lips with his, engaging me in a warm, soft kiss. I melted into him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and using the other to grab onto his chest. He was so solid… I felt him smirk against my mouth before his tongue pushed past my lips and teeth so that it could swirl against mine. The hand that was on my chin moved to tangle in my hair. His other hand was running slowly up and down my back, pressing me closer to him and making me shiver.

I blushed as the hand that I had on his chest got a feel of his well-toned muscles… and I found myself wanting more. I must have been delirious from the kiss, because my hand found enough courage to explore his torso further. My fingers traced over his pectoral muscles before stroking down to his abs. His shirt was thin enough so that I could feel them quite well… and they felt amazing. I touched his insanely-packed abdomen gently, feeling the tight muscles one by one. I could even feel the warmth of his skin through his shirt… and damn, it felt good.

When his hand traveled to my ass, I barely noticed. And when he squeezed my ass gently, I squealed in surprise, but I didn't stop him. In the back of my mind, I wondered why I was letting him cop a feel… but I figured that since I was getting a pretty good feel of him that it was only fair. Wait… what? What the hell was wrong with me? I was about to pull away when he bit onto my lower lip and dragged it through his teeth… and I moaned at the feeling. I just couldn't help it. He trailed his tongue to my neck and started sucking… and I moaned again.

There was a strange warmth pooling in my stomach… making my special places tingle. My heart was thumping against my chest and I was breathing heavily. I felt so agitated between my legs, so I rubbed them together, squirming to try and alleviate the feeling. In my mind, I knew that I should put an end to this… but it just felt so damn good.

"Grimmjow…" I tried to say his name, but it came out as a moan.

He seemed to like it, because he growled beneath his breath and hoisted me up onto the counter. His lips clashed back with mine as he grabbed my legs and wrapped them around himself. I wanted so badly to push him away… and then I wanted to pull him closer. In my frenzied haze, I couldn't seem to form a rational thought. I had laced my fingers into his hair and I was moving my lips against his… moving my tongue with his… moving my body with his… When he bucked his hips against mine, hitting my arousal with his, that was the breaking point. My mind was screaming "stop this!" and my body was screaming "do this!"

I went with my mind, this time. "Grimmjow!" I broke away from him, gasping for air.

He merely ran his tongue back down to my neck and started nibbling on my skin, completely unperturbed.

I placed both of my hands on his shoulders, trying to push him away… but damn, he was so fucking solid! "Grimmjow, stop it." I tried to sound stern and serious, but instead I just sounded shaky and strained.

"Juna… just let me…" He breathed into my neck. "I'll make you feel so fucking good…"

"Grimmjow, no." I pushed against him again to emphasize my point. "I'm not ready…" I mumbled the last part, feeling embarrassed as I finally grasped the reality of the situation.

He sighed, but he stopped. He moved his hands to rest comfortably on my waist as his head fell on my shoulder, his own shoulders slumping as if in defeat. He breathed in, shakily, and breathed out, raggedly. After a few moments of just breathing, he pulled his head up to look at me. "Then I'll wait until you're ready."

I bit my lip, staring into his bright, blue eyes. I'm sure that my own green ones were wide and nervous. I wasn't sure what to say. Part of me wanted to ask why he would wait for me… though I wasn't sure if that meant that he would actually be waiting himself, or if he would go and find another girl to mess around with… and the thought of him with another girl made me feel strangely depressed. And another part of me wanted to thank him… but that just seemed like a weird thing to do in this situation. So, I settled for kissing him.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him into a soft, tender kiss… just my lips against his… moist and warm. He responded by wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling my body against his… but other than that, he didn't attempt to escalate things… and that made me feel comfortable. I felt like I could trust him… like he was actually being sincere.