Early Morning Friday ( Who cares about the day anymore )
Kuchiki Mansion
Normal POV

The back exit door leading outside is thrown open, Shiro and Tensa limping their way outside, the battle cries still from Grimmjow echoing around the indoor field. Paintball had turned out not to be just a bad idea, it had been a disaster for the two currently trying to escape from the blood-thirsty blue haired being inside that was currently unaware that his two victims had, by some miracle of sorts, discovered a hidden exit door in case of an emergency and escaped from his clutches. The two smile when they realize that they actually managed to leave without being caught, laughing at their victory.

"Man, Grimm really went all out didn't he?" Tensa questions with a laugh, sitting down on a bench on the outskirts of the mini fairground outside, watching the people running around with an amused glint in his eyes.

"Yer tellin' me? I think he shot me on the head," Shiro whines as he rubs the back of his head, his hand reappearing with blue paint. "Yup, of course."

Laughter spills from Tensa's lips despite his attempts to hold it back with a hand over his mouth, earning a cold glare from the albino. "Well, at least you aren't wearing white clothes. He saw me across the whole arena," Tensa complains after he finally manages to stop his laughter.

"Like mah white hair wasn't a beacon," Shiro rolls his eyes. "At least ya could duck behind tha' blocks. He saw me no matter where I went."

"True enough," their conversation dies, both going silent as they continue to watch the celebrities running around.

They spot Harribel off to the side next to a pond, kneeling down with a hand in the water. Two pairs of eyes go wide when a fin skims slightly over the water a few inches away from her hand before dipping back down and out of sight. Shiro, already sobering up from the adrenaline high, the alcohol in his system also disappearing, shakes his head and catches the girl that knocked Grimmjow out on the golf course walking away rather swiftly from a passed out Starrk on the bench. Wondering what happened, but too lazy to actually check, he dismisses it and scans the crowd, searching for anything of interest. Both of the singers freeze when they see a flash of blue in the crowd, accompanied by an enraged howl; seems that Grimmjow finally discovered that they disappeared. Watching as he pushes and shoves his way to the front of the line, both panic when they realize that he intends to ride to the top of the Ferris wheel for a better view and quickly decide that's is about time they relocated somewhere inside the house. Strolling inside, Tensa is stopped by a hand on his arm, the pair of celebrities looking over to see wavy green hair.

"Tensa, we need to talk."

Nelliel's POV

I can't stop my foot from tapping impatiently on the floor as Hisagi and I search the room for Tensa as it's already way past the time that Hisagi said Tensa was supposed to meet with him.

"Are you sure he said he would meet up with you?" I question again, irritation more than subtle in my tone.

"Yes, Nelliel, I'm sure. It was supposed to be around ten..." he scratches the back of his head and huffs out in annoyance. "And before you ask, yes I know what time it is now."

"So you know that he's over three hours late?"

"Yes, I do," Hisagi bites out before looking at me with wide eyes. "Sorry."

"It's fine," sighing, I continue to look for my boyfriend. "We're both a little on edge right now."

'All I want to know is where my boyfriend is' I think bitterly, before I push myself off of the far wall with the intent of getting another glass of water. I only manage to make it two steps before the door opens beside us, Shiro walking in first with a slightly panicked expression. Then follows Tensa with a worried look, his stance screaming that he's ready to bolt at any given moment. Without really thinking about it, I strike out and grab his arm, red brown eyes zeroing in on me in slight shock.

"Tensa, we need to talk," he seems a big surprised, but quickly regains his composure and shuts the door quickly behind him.

"Ok, I guess I can spare a few minutes. What is it that you want now?" If we were in a cartoon, I have no doubt a little red angry tick mark would be present on my forehead.

"What I want is to talk to you," I glare at the two behind Tensa, and fortunately Hisagi appears to get the impression that we don't want unwelcome or straying eyes.

"There are rooms in the back that you can borrow. C'mon, I need a drink," Hisagi grabs a protesting Shiro's arm and pulls him away into the drunken mass of people on the dance floor over to the bar.

Tensa exhales a long sigh before walking towards the back rooms, and I follow a few steps behind. It's only a few seconds before we manage to find an unoccupied room and we ensure privacy by locking the door behind us.

"So, what is so important that we need a whole room to ourselves," he asks as he sits on the bed, stretching after he finishes.

"Ok, I'll cut to the chase. I don't think this relationship is working," this seems to catch his attention as his eyes fly open and he stands up abrubtly, turning around to face me directly.

"What do you mean this relationship isn't working? I thought we were doing great," he asks in suprise, hands in loose fists at his sides.

"Oh, don't give me that," all the annoyance and impatience of waiting for him finally shows itself, leaving my system in a rush. "You know exactly what I'm talking about, Tensa. We used to be so close, but this last month I don't think I've seen you more than two times. At first I thought I did something wrong and you were ignoring me, but then I get a text inviting me to this party from you and I thought 'Hey, maybe it was just a rough patch. No big deal.' Then I actually get here and I hear that you're drinking with Shirosaki and Grimmjow! I thought you hated them! You rather be drunk with those two than with your girlfriend and your best friend that was waiting for you since the time he got here at nine?" By the time I'm done, I'm breathing hard and Tensa falls back on the bed with a look of pure and utter horror and guilt stamped on his face.

"You two have been waiting since nine?" my ex finally chokes out.

"Yes, we have."

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't know. I totally forgot. How could I be so stupid?" Tensa runs his hand over his face and through his hair in an obvious sign of frustration.

Unable to stay angry at him since it's clear that he truly did forget and not just ditch us, I go over and sit next to him on the bed, rubbing his back. "It's fine. I'm not mad at you... anymore," I correct myself when he shoots me an incredulous look. "But I think you need to go apologize to Hisagi. He really cares about you; enough, even, to wait all that time," giggling to myself I continue. "Oh, and I'll be the one to say the ever dreaded words. We can still be friends?" At this Tensa seems to perk up, laughing a bit at that.

"Oh, God, please don't do that!" He says in mock horror with huge sarcasm. "So it's truly over? I never thought I'd see the day when I was asked to 'be friends'. What has this cruel cruel world come to," he falls back on the bed, throwing his arm over his eyes and releasing fake sobs, resulting in me downright laughing at him.

"I never knew I was dating such a drama queen or I would have ended it long ago," falling back on the bed I forcefully, with a little effort, remove his arm from covering his eyes.

"You have no idea, Nelliel," the playful atmosphere suddenly disappears with those five words.

"I guess it's about time I leave then. Want me to send Hisagi to the room?" Standing up, I start to make my way over to the door, unlocking it and swing it open, but I still continue to wait for a response.

"Yeah, that'd be really helpful. Thanks for everything," I can practically see the tears that are no doubt about to fall and that only encourages me to go get Hisagi to comfort him.

"It's nothing. See you around," I quickly escape and shut the door behind me, leaning my head back against the white wood for a minute to think.

I have no doubt in my mind we would continue to be great friends as we never really had a problem getting along, and we had been friends before we dated. I guess we would just go back to the way things used to be. Laughing at how cliche it all sounded, like a chapter from a book, I go to find Hisagi.

Hisagi's POV

"Hisagi, I think Tensa needs you," I nearly jump twenty feet in the air when Nelliel quite literally appears out of nowhere.

"Woah! You scared me there Nelliel," hanging my head down and taking long breathes I look up to see her staring at me with her one hip cocked.

"I'm finding out a lot of things I never knew tonight, and one of those is that you're quite easy to scare," Nelliel rolls her eyes in amusement.

"Wha' are tha' other ones?" Shirosaki asks in honest curiosity.

"For starters, I never knew you could hold your alcohol so well Shirosaki," he seems a bit taken aback at this if his wide eyes are anything to go by. "Don't worry, I'm sure nobody else really noticed as your acting is quite good. I'm just horribly perceptive or so I've heard. Also, Tensa can be quite the drama queen when he wants to be," Nelliel looks at me now with a stern gaze, "and that even the perfect, all mighty Tensa needs to cry sometimes."

I don't hear anything else she says, nor do I hear what Shirosaki is screaming at me as I'm already running towards the back doors. Cursing silently when I remember that I forgot to ask Nelliel which room it was, I resort to doing things the old fashioned way... Knock and hope you have the right door. A few curses later I finally pick the right one as a muffled voice asks who it is.

"Tensa? It's me, Hisagi. Nelliel sent me. Can I come in?" My ear against the door listening intently for his response, I hear something moving and then the 'click' of a lock being unbolted.

"Yeah, come in."

I open the door slowly, peeking in just in time to catch Tensa falling face first onto the bed. Carelessly looking around, I notice a few bottles on the floor, but I'm not sure whether Tensa drank them or they were in here when the pair arrived. Bracing myself for the worst, I go and sit next to him, resting my back against the headboard.

"So, what happened?" Trying my best not to actually look at him in fear that he's crying, I pick at the fluffy comforter next to me.

"Nelliel didn't tell you?" I can feel movement next to me, but don't turn to see what he's doing.

"Nope," I pop the 'p'. "All she said was that I needed to get here," maybe not in those exact words, but close enough.

"Oh."

"I'm now positive something happened. Spit it out," finally turning, I look over to see him with his eyes closed on his side facing towards me.

"Let's just say that we'll," he holds a hand up and makes quotation marks in the air, all while keeping his eyes shut, "'still be friends'."

"God. She ended it?" I can't help but be in total shock. Nelliel never seemed like the type to actually break up with someone and if my memory serves me right, Tensa and her had been dating for almost a year now.

"Mhmm. Imagine my surprise... And here I thought it was going well, but apparently I'm just a big fuck up," he opens his eyes now and I see the tears waiting to fall.

"Some things just aren't meant to be. But you gotta move on, right? I'm sure you'll find someone," as much as it pains me to say this as I rather him not be with anybody but me, I know that it will never happen and I want him to be happy as he is my friend, after all.

"Yeah, right. I'll just keep telling myself that after every relationship blows up in my face," he rolls his eyes, obviously not letting his pride be shattered by crying in front of someone else, even if they are a friend.

"So what? Even if you don't mind someone to be with, you still have all your friends, right? I'm sure none of your friends will ever ditch you, and even if they do I'll still be here," Tensa's eyes snap up to stare at me, surprise replacing depression.

"Really?"

"Yes, really. Now we're at a party! How about we get some more drinks?" Brown eyes mixed with red light up with excitement, the sadness already gone with the wind.

"I'm already ahead of you," Tensa rolls over and reaches for something under the bed, his tongue peeking out in his concentration. "Aha, there we are!" His hand emerges with two full bottles of alcohol. "Found these under the bed when Nelliel left. Convenient, huh?"

"Convenient indeed," he passes one over to me and we both twist off the lid, holding them up. "Cheers to being single," Tensa smiles and knocks his bottle against mine, both of us taking a long drink. "How many more bottles are there?" Tensa grins, eyes full of mischief.

"Too many for us to drink and stay sober."

Shiro's POV

"YA FUCKIN' IDIOT!" Grabbing the nearest object, I hit Grimmjow over the head with a pillow. "Tis is wha' happens when ya don't think things through!"

"How wass I ssuppossed ta know," hiccup, "tha' it would blow it up?"

"Are ya really fuckin' serious right now? Ya came in here with a paintball gun and started shootin' at tha' karaoke machine like it was target practice! Just 'ow drunk are ya if ya mind me askin'? Yer slurrin' up a storm!"

"I ain't ssluring," Grimmjow pulls the strap to the paintball gun off, placing the object down on a table, ignoring all the angry gazes directed at him. "I'm just sspeaking in curssive," hiccup.

"Ok, that's just pathetic. Good comeback, but pathetic. No more alcohol fer ya tonight, yeah? Now we need ta find Tensa," Grimmjow looks up at me, his normally bright blue eyes blurry and unfocused by how drunk he is.

"He'ss gone? Where'd he go?" Grimmjow looks around, still somehow managing to ignore all the dirty looks he's getting.

"Tha's wha' I've been tryin' ta tell ya!" I hit him again with the pillow. "Ya really should listen more often, Grimmy-Kitty. Now I'm gonna go look fer him, ya go look fer tha' Kuchiki girl an' tell her ya broke tha' karaoke machine, ok?"

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever," Grimmjow mumbles something under his breathe and curses, but follows my instructions, much to my relief.

Rolling my eyes, but smiling nonetheless, I stick my hands in my pocket, frowning at the paintball marks that are left on my pants after I tried to get some of it out with a napkin earlier when Nelliel took Tensa to talk to him, and start walking in the direction of the back rooms. My eyebrows skyrocket when I hear some very questionable noises on the other sides of some doors. Who would have the balls to do that in the Kuchiki mansion is beyond me as Byakuya can be fucking vicious when he's mad. Speaking of which, I wonder where the host is at and what he thinks of this whole disaster.

Snickering to myself, I notice a while door slightly opened near the end of the hall. As they say, curiosity killed the cat. Prowling quietly I manage to make it to the room without being spotted. Looking both ways to make sure I'm not being watched or I haven't been caught yet, I peek inside, only to jump back in shock. There was no fucking way I saw that right. That couldn't be... could it? I shake my head, but against my better judgement I decide to test and see if what I was was really happening or if it was just my mind playing some really fucked up joke on me.

Taking a deep breathe, I once again look. I almost produce the same reaction, and I would have was I not prepared for the sight that met my eyes. Engaging in quite the lip lock was none other than Hisagi and Tensa themselves. Bottles strewn haphazardly across the floor, and one that wasn't all empty staining the white comforter as it was abandoned for more carnal activities. But all of that was pushed somewhere in the back of my mind when Tensa opens his eyes, both very visible from my point of view. And what I see is not what I was expecting. Tensa was often asked if his red eyes were natural quite often from what I heard, but red eyes are not what I see now.

Breathtaking auburn eyes strike a chord somewhere deep down, but before I can pinpoint where I've seen such familiar eyes before they close. Cursing once under my breathe, I back off and walk away, leaving those two alone.

Hisagi's POV

Pulling back when I realize what I had just done, I look down at Tensa, but only see closed eyes. Panicking, I spit out the first things that come to mind, hoping to whatever gods may be out there that they listen to me and at least let us still remain on speaking terms.

"Oh, God. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I'm so sor-" I'm cut off when Tensa's hands grip my hair and pull me back down, much to my pleasant surprise.

Only a few seconds later I gasp and push up, unsure if we should be doing this as Tensa is drunk off his ass right now.

"Tensa, are you sure? I thought that you were straight," Tensa sighs, but moves his hands lower to my neck.

"No talk. Tired of talking. This is what I want," without further questioning, I attack his mouth again, shivering when Tensa moans.

I lick his bottom lip asking for entrance, and right as he complies I hear a gasp at the door. Turning around faster than I ever have in my life, I see Rukia standing there with a hand over her mouth.

"W-what's going on here?" She asks after a second or two, staring at the both of us like we had just committed some unforgivable sin.

"Uhm... it isn't what you think?" Still in a daze from all the alcohol, the only excuse I can think of flows freely from my mouth.

"Oh, but I think it is! I come over here thinking that that dolt Grimmjow is somewhere over here since Shiro was just lurking around here and I walk in to see this! I don't believe this!"

"Rukia, what's wron- Woah! That's quite the awkward position there. Normally you only see that when... two people... God, don't tell me," a guy with red hair walks in like he owns the place, then his eyes nearly fall out when he sees Tensa still breathing hard under me. "Please tell me they didn't-" before he even manages another breathe, the guy faints from shock much to my shock.

"Hey, what's going on in here. Did I miss something?" A male with blonde hair walks, no, more like struts, in, looking at the guy on the floor. "Man, I told Renji not to drink so much," he nudges the guy not too gently on the side with his shoe. "Knocked right out. Ridiculous. So what's all the commotion about?" He seems to not notice the two of us on the bed, who have still yet to move.

"Oh, nothing except the fact I found Tensa and Hisagi eating each other's faces," Rukia glares at me, obviously pinning the whole situation on me, while the blonde guy turns so fast I didn't even see him move.

"Oh my God. You're telling me that... that..."

"Yup, Tensa is apparently into guys-"

"MY GAYDAR DIDN'T WORK? !" The man screeches out, earning a few questioning looks from people that have started to crowd around a ways down wondering what all the noise is about. "That's impossible! It's literally impossible that Tensa is gay!"

Well fuck.

I give it five seconds before the media is all over this place.

It's not three seconds later that Rukia and the blonde are getting pushed inside the room trying to fight the onslaught of screaming reporters and blinding lights that are hellbent on being the first ones to report on this finding. I would bet a hundred bucks it end's up on the news tomorrow.

A/N Well, there ya have it! I'm very proud of myself since I actually got to get somewhere with the plot! ZOMG! I know, right? It's a miracle!

I hope you all had a wonderful GrimmIchi day to all those that support that couple, like me! Also, the party is ending here, sadly. Oh well, it had to be done.

Until the next update, please add fuel to my writing fire by dropping a lovely review! They are much appreciated! Which reminds me, I really need to get around and start replying to them as SOON as they come in. I hope you all enjoyed this update! ~TerriblyTerrifying