Geeze, this wasn't normal... Ichigo had been here for only a month, maybe less!, and he was already number 2...plus no one seemed to notice that he was a soul reaper! Like What the fuck!? It's like the world had gone topsy-turvey...
"Why do you hate me so much?" Ichigo asked with a slight glare.
"He hates everyone." Nnoritra muttered. I twitched, ready to tell the both of them to just shut the fuck up!
"Can't we all just get along?" Gin asked with one of his fox-like grins.
"Yeah, fuck that." I snapped and walked out.
"Grimmjow!" Ichigo had hustled after me.
"What?! Stop following me!" I sneered, and was delighted to find that, by the look on his face, the words had cut.
"Don't be so upset with me...I know that I'm new on the team..but still..."
"Look, I don't have a problem with you being number two."
"Then what the hell?!"
"I don't like you, shinigami." I hissed.
He frowned, "Am not!"
"Che, just because you can wear our uniform doesn't mean that you don't still have shinigami reistu."
"And since when are you a fucking expert on soul reapers?!"
"It doesn't take a genius to figure you out, reaper-boy." I turned, and kept walking down the corridor.
"Well fuck you too!" Ichigo cried out and stomped off the other way. Geeze. Were those tears in his eyes? Haha, victory for making the runt cry.
Change POV
God, why'd he have to be such an ass?! And I really wanted to get along with that asshole too...
Knock. Knock. "Look, you stupid kid, you don't have to cry about this."
"Shut up! Go away! I'm not crying!" Maybe I wanted to because he was such a jerk, but I wasn't!
"Are too." Grimmjow's voice teased.
"Am not!"
"Then open the door and prove me wrong!" I took the bait, opening the door with a dark glare. "Fancy that, you're not."
"Go to hell, you fucking panther!" He twitched, ooh looks like I hit a nerve. Good. I tried to slam the door in his face for good measure, but he was faster at grabbing it and yanking it open, "what are you-!" He pulled me up and shoved me on the bed with force.
"Here I was trying to be nice." He growled.
"That was nice?!" I snapped.
"Better than me doing this, right?!" His claws dug painfully into the skin on my chest.
"OW!"
"Or this?" Another slash across my skin.
"Ow! Stop it!" I complained. He licked up some of the blood. Oh my god, I felt myself whimper with the brand new emotion of need. What the hell!?
"You're blood's pretty good..." He lapped up more. I knew he was doing it to be scary, but...it was getting me hot.
I moaned out when his rough tongue went over my nipple, "Stop!" I clawed into his shoulders, not quite sure if I was trying to push him away or ask for more.
He seemed to catch onto my arousal, that fierce gleam in his eyes turning lusty. His hand under my back caused me to arch under him, grinding my pelvice against his.
"Mmm." He purred into my ear, soon going for my mouth, kissing me heavily. I found myself kissing back eagerly, forgetting how pissed I was at him.
"And see, this is what happens when two people actually do like eachother." OH MY GOD! Why was Gin standing in the doorway?!
Grimmjow and I rolled away from eachother; me trying to pull back on my shirt while Grimmjow roared "Gin, DAMN YOU!"
"Gotta go!" Gin was off like a rocket, followed by a very angry panther.
"I will suggest closing the door next time." Ulquiorra (T-T) stated boredly as he walked off.
The End!
Author's note: well that was a fun little quick story, maybe? :D