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Kasumi

While watching Kim go through several phases of scribbling down in her sketchbook and looking like she got some grand epiphany, she slammed the book shut and started muttering to herself while walking to the kitchen. I'm not one to question others but in this case I was rather concerned over that short span of time and seeing what I saw.

"…follow me Grimmjow," forgetting my train of thought and slowly getting down the stairs, I felt it odd how protective Grimmjow was acting. The reflex he showed in catching me was amazing, but now I just feel a little off-put by him. Just what makes a person feel overbearing? Was it because he's twice the build Kyoya is? His prominent features being unique to the point it fascinates me? Whatever it was I don't know how to act around him other than to be professional as though I'm at work.

"You feelin' alright walking?" His voice serious, I took a quick glance at him and saw the stern look on his face. Analytical eyes watching my every move, maybe that's making me feel this way.

"I'm fine for the most part. Feel only a little dizzy," I headed to the dining room area and sat on the couch to stay off my feet. I watched Grimmjow roam around and examine my belongings. His entire stature was so off to me. He looked like a thug from head to toe that would rob and punch your lights out. Watching him now and after he tended to my head was really throwing me off.

"Who are these guys," out of my stupor and seeing what he asked about, he was staring at an old portrait of my parents mounted on the wall above the fireplace. It was the only picture I had of them smiling and looking like parents for once.

"Those are my parents." A bitter-sweet taste filled my mouth. They left such a legacy behind for me to clean up after I really didn't know how I felt about them any longer.

"They seem rather stiff don't you think?" He was looking at the picture so seriously I didn't know how to respond right away.

"Well…yeah, maybe. But being business owners of a large franchise would make anybody stiff, don't you think?" looking at the portrait now, I guess they were smiling a little coldly. It wasn't exactly fun for them to stand still getting themselves painted.

"They comin' home anytime soon?"

"…no," I leaned into the cushion and felt that bittersweet taste again in my mouth. "They died a long time ago in a fire."

"What about the business then," he was curious, anyone would be. Normally people apologized for mentioning parents that are deceased when told, he didn't even bat an eye to the news.

"I run it. The moment I took the necessary classes and proper education I took over the company and run the show. It thrives thanks to me and my team."

"Huh," was all he could say. When I thought this conversation was over with he had begun to approach me and took hold of my chin and had me look up at him.

"Wh-what are you doing?!" I took hold of his hand and clenched tight when he easily brushed me away and examined my face closely.

"I can tell by the shade of your skin and the way you are walking you lack sleep. The body doesn't lie when it needs to recover."

"I'm fine," pulling away and feeling his hands catch hold of me, I was in shock someone would dare lay a hand on someone accommodating them! "Let go," I demanded.

"Sleep here for a bit." Authority in his voice and laying me down forcibly, I wasn't about to just fall asleep like some child. "I mean it. The way your head bled was from lack of sleep since the blood was thin. You're not steady, and you keep needing to lean on something. Just let your body relax and rest." Crossing his arms as though scolding a child I felt humiliated over his action and sat upright.

"And why should I have to listen to you?" Being stubborn, he sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Because I've dealt with enough stubborn woman where I'm from and an even more stubborn child waiting for me back home. Shut your eyes and sleep," growling out his words without sounding too gruff, I stared at him and said nothing more to this man being so forward with me. But as I shut my eyes to appease him, the room was quiet, his presence was slowly slipping away and I was starting to think of nothing.
At first there was nothing happening, but the more I kept my eyes shut and thinking less of Kyoya and all that was happening the more I grew weary and started to doze off.

It wasn't immediate, but after my stubbornness went away and I finally just let myself relax, sleep came so quickly to me. Why it turned out to be Grimmjow's insistence that does it, but for some odd reason he's got this aura around him that makes me feel safe yet unsafe? I don't really know how to place the words for him. All I know is that after this situation and all the attention I've been getting has really put a toll on me. Surprisingly enough my mind hasn't broke yet, but I think I'm nearing that moment soon when it comes to Kyoya's family. I don't want to be married to him out of some stupid obligation or a suggestion from someone else. I still like Kyoya, but it's been getting harder and harder for me to do even that much and continue this relationship any further. Just what…what do I want?