A/N: Yes I am still working on a "Jilted Lover's Purpose" but a friend of mines is going over it an still hasn't got back to me yet, So I just been winging Breaking A Habit by myself for now. (I haven't neglected you my sweets)

I'm still looking for a Beta who's interested in working with me on this story because yes...I suck...(That's what she said) but no at writing you pervs lol.

Anywho, I hope you enjoy this chapter and if you want to listen to the songs that are placed there then do so, for me it helped set the mood and I hope the same for you ^_^

Once again I would like to thank xfang-girlx for being such a loyal reader...gosh you're awesome! =3 and the folks who subscribed and favored both of my stories *tears* love you all

And now Ladies and Gentlemen, Enjoy

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or the songs listed.

P.S some people pointed out in my PMs that I spelled Szayel name Syazel in my last chapter, my apologies about that *face-palms self*

P.S.S ...Cats rule

Just Emotions

Chapter Four

Aizen watched as Le hugged around Grimmjow's waist kissing him like it was her last.

"Wha? She's with Him?" Gin spoke, amused at the duo actions.

Did he feel anything about it? Of course as to any man would when he wants the woman he lost back. Does he want to kick the fire out of Grimmjow? Well that's something anyone is willing to bet and see.

"It seems that way," He observed Le who looked at him after finishing her deadly kiss with Grimmjow, when she noticed him, he finessed through the dancing crush just to reach them, with only one purpose; and that was to get her alone.

Le looked in horror at his placid mug; not once did he blink away from her. She cursed herself for not checking her messages earlier, she would've avoided seeing him tonight by staying home, or went to a movie, even play her favorite video games at Ichigo's house with Karin and Yuzu. But for right now, she would much rather trade places with Grimmjow than to be Aizen's goal.

He stopped right in front of them smiling.

She turned her head resting her chin on Grimmjow's shoulder whispering just enough so he could hear her over the music and the shouting mass surrounding them, "Don't leave me,"

"I wasn't planning on going anywhere," smirking with a wintry glower to Aizen's serene façade.

Le turned back to look into Aizen's composed bearing. It was something about him that frightened her, and yet she reviled him for what he's done to her with every chance she got, "What are you doing here chump?" her voice was shaky but she camouflaged it with a smile.

Grimmjow, however, heard how her voice changed when addressing her use to be lover. He wrapped his arm tightly around her, connoting if something was to happen she'll be out of harm's way in a heartbeat.

Her anxiety was reprieved when he held her, but her thoughts were on him; being dragged into her tribulations. She wouldn't want her friend to defend her in that way; she didn't want to depend on him for everything, especially with Aizen standing in front of them bringing back the familiar feeling of the heartbreak she suffered and the tears that ran nonstop. Renji and Grimmjow didn't approve of Aizen's infidelity to their friend so it made him their enemy as well. Talk about loyalty.

"I told you I was in your area," His deep baritone sent chills down her spine; she wanted him gone, out of sight and out of mind.

"I didn't get that," she smiled again wrapping one arm around Grimmjow's shoulder as he still held her close to him.

"I see," His opaque chocolate brown eyes looked from Le to Grimmjow's shimmering cerulean spheres, "you wouldn't mind If I exchange a few words with your woman?"

"You can talk to her right here," he insisted.

Aizen still smirking didn't seem fazed from his demand, but he did hate him, "This is one discussion you're not a part of,"

"Damn right I'm not and neither is she," He looked to Le; who could hug the hell out of him right now, "let's go," before giving one more daring stare to him and walking away with Le at his side. Even though she grew weary of the sensation she got from Aizen she still vacillated over what her course of action was going to be.

"Le!" Aizen shouted over the music.

Grimmjow just kept walking while she stopped her movement; looking back to him. She couldn't deny that there were still emotions between them, but she doesn't believe in second chances, not when he was in the heat of the moment with the other woman. She turned her focus before her with a confused Grimmy in front of her, both of his hands out in a what-the-hell-are-you-doing type of way.

"It's cool," she said, "just…enjoy your party,"

"So he calls your name one time an you go running right back to him? Tch, pathetic,"

"It's not like that! I just want to hear…what he has to say," She looked to him; his eyes baring anger.

"Whatever," he waved her off, pissed off at her now.

Le knew he wasn't going to talk to her the rest of the night. It was always like that whenever he was livid with her about something, but she went against what he said three times concerning this pretentious bastard of a man Aizen so he had every right to be outraged.

One: Stay away from him.

Two: Stay away from him.

Three: STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM HIM!

He would continuously tell her that but being the stubborn woman she was; she talked to Aizen anyway. You can say that curiosity killed the big cat in this situation.

She couldn't help herself around Aizen. She didn't know whether she needed closure still, or that she was still so dangerously in love with him that she abhorred his every being; the air he breathed, the way his hair moved to the wind, his masculine body, his smooth persona, and those god forbidden eyes she used to love looking into. She was weak around him and her only backbone left her to fend for herself while he joined his party, vehemently scorning her in the process of his leave.

She turned back to face Aizen who now stood holding his hand out for hers, "Shall we go somewhere more subdued?"

"Sure," she stood with her hands crossed over her full breasts.

"Fair enough," putting his hand back by his side, "follow me then,"

She looked back to see if Grimmjow was anywhere in sight but he wasn't. Boy is she going to hear it from him later.

She followed behind Aizen passing by Gin, the sneaky fox she couldn't stand.

The whole time when she was a junior he would always annoy her especially with that never fading fox smile of his. Had it not been that they were in the same class she wouldn't have ran into Aizen, which if she knew then what she knows now, of course she wouldn't have given him the time of day. But you have to fall on your ass sometime.

"Still looking lovely as ever," Gin spoke smiling still.

"Creep," she retorted.

His face looked saddened, like he wishes she would've said a friendly 'Hi' back but she didn't. She just walked right past him following behind Aizen like a lap dog.

The couple maneuvered through the crowded staircase to the second floor, and then the third to a secluded bar that was only used for when celebrities made an appearance.

He opened the door letting her walk in first, he couldn't help but to look down her back to that tattoo he enjoyed looking at and her well-rounded bottom under the lion tat.

"Kissing up to me isn't going to change the way I feel about you," she looked around the blue dimly lit room. She saw suede blue v.i.p booths and round tables lined against the right side of the wall next to the huge bar and a dance floor to the left with chairs lined up against the window that over looked both platforms underneath them.

"I guess I have to try harder," wrapping his arms around her waist from behind.

He can bend her to his will any time and he knew that; using it to his advantage under some circumstances.

The Giorgio Armani cologne congested her nostrils as he started kissing her exposed shoulder to her neck, softly biting her, "You miss me?" softly speaking into her lightly tanned skin.

"No,"

He smiled, "That's too bad…I sure as hell miss you,"

"That's nice to know," she pushed away from him, turning to face him.

He looked at her leaning against the table, "You two are really together…I should've seen it coming…you guys were inseparable during high school together…tell me what it is about him? Besides the ridiculous blue hair," he snickered.

She didn't say anything only watching him like a hawk does its prey.

He stared back at her changing the subject; somewhat, "I can't help but to assume I pushed you to his corner, but that's not like you…you know the desperate thing,"

She smirked, if only he knew what it really was, "It's not like you to be concerned about who I date…that cocky attitude of yours was sure to always win me back right? Oh wait…how's that going for you?"

"I see you're still feisty as usual,"

"An you're still an asshole…as usual,"

His smile didn't vanish; he was use to her bantering and it didn't bother him. Now if she were to stay silent, ignoring him like he was just some stranger on the street he would become annoyed.

He walked over to her now, sitting next to her on the long table, "You're still so beautiful,"

She only looked at him with no comment, he was still the devilishly handsome guy she dated a year ago, it was like nothing ever changed with him besides his height and how mature he looked without those glasses.

He stared at her for a moment then moved his face to her lips until she rose up. He smirked again turning his gaze to her back, yanking her back to him by the back of her pants like he prevented a car accident from happening.

Her back crashed into his hard chest; enfolding her in his tight clasped, "You remember when I held you like this during those thunderstorms you were so scared of," brushing his nose along her neck taking in the Hawaiian mist oil she wore against her skin.

"Unfortunately," she gave up the will to fight against his embrace.

"Don't be like that," he grazed his lips along the nape of her neck.

"You just…can't keep off me huh?"

"Was that hard to notice?"

The hold was much more than what it was. He deliberately held her like this because she yearned for it. And now that she fell in love with rain and thunderstorms she just enjoyed the nostalgic feeling to when everything was great between them, his arms felt like another home to her. This was the familiar feeling she loved about this hug, but that soon changed, "You're so stupid," she spoke softly.

"What do you mean?"

She broke free from his clasp again grabbing her phone that vibrated in her back pocket; she looked to see Ichigo's text bringing a smile to her face.

Ichigo 8:45 p.m: Where are you? =(

Aizen saw her expression changed for the better, "Did I ever make you smile like that?"

"You did," walking to the door now, "but I moved on," she didn't bother to close the door as she left but she was slightly aggravated since they came all the way up here and didn't solve a damn thing.

He probably just wanted to rile her up so she can jump all over him but it's been a while since they even felt on each other, or even kissed. The thought did cross her mind of what would sex be like with him but that was soon shaken out when she thought of Grimmjow and that unwise kiss.

She can still smell him on her; it was a distinctive deliciously fresh smell that drew her in, hence anticipating his lips during their encounter. That was the most exhilarating three-second kiss the woman has ever experience. But no, she didn't see it as anything besides getting back at Aizen for the torment he brought on her. He hated Grimmjow but kept a calm poise whereas Grimmjow had no problem in showing how much he loathes Aizen, even going as far as to kiss her just to piss him off.

Le made it to the second floor moving through the crowd looking for Ichigo, she moved to the railing to see if she can spot him on the first floor and to her luck of him being absurdly tall, besides chad, with orange hair; was a quick find.

She spotted two women alongside him hugged on his waist. He tried shaking them off to catch up with Uryu and Chad but the two women were like quicksand; the more he moved away from them the further back they pulled him.

"Amateur," she smiled; moving downstairs to him

XOXOXOXOXOXOXO

Ulquiorra looked over the jam-packed dance floor, the poles and cages the women of the party frolicked, swayed, and grinded on, or in for that matter. The infectious aura was just how he wanted it to be. The energy was high, the music was loud, and the party was jumping on both floors. This is his legend, making something out of nothingness was what he known for.

He looked at his watch which read 8:50 p.m. He tapped Szayel, who was too busy flirting with some random guy; Ulquiorra budded in telling him to take over on the turntables.

"Do I have to," he whined. Ulquiorra just nodded his head as he left.

Szayel let out a blatant sigh; rolling his eyes in the process. He was annoyed that he had to risk not having someone to take home tonight just to Dj some music, soon he won't be complaining since he rocked the party every time he was on.

Ulquiorra hurried to the back room where Grimmjow's surprise waited, getting dressed for the special occasion. He knocked twice on the black door, and then knocked again until his green garnets met hazel colored tourmaline crystals, "It's almost time," speaking calmly to the beauty. He saw her hair was still up in a messy bun on top of her head with her bangs draping just above her eye lids and was still wrapped in a towel.

She nodded her head closing the door as well.

He headed back to the party, looking up to Szayel waiting until he looked back at him; which he didn't.

Useless!

Ulquiorra looked to his watch again and it was already 8:55 he wanted this to be perfect for his best-friend and not one screw up was to be made, if so, there was going to be hell to pay. He moved through the crowd, greeting people in a dash back to the Dj booth.

He climbed up the mountainous stair case that was filled with people drinking, dancing, and communicating with one another in some way that was physical or verbal. Again; he greeted everyone in a hurry. Making it to his destination, he looked at his watch, it was 8:57 now. Just in time.

He tapped Szayel shoulder again, giving him but a look that he already knew was the sign to get everything going.

Szayel smirked with please, grabbing the mike like it was being snatched away, bopping to 'N*E*R*D Party People' as he shouted, "Alright alright, I'm going to need all ya'll muthafuckas to shut the fuck up," The crowd roared with excitement from both floors, making his grin wider with the overwhelming flow of eagerness, he raised both his hands to pipe them down in a playful manner, "let us take the time to say happy birthday to that SEXY ass BLUE haired MUTHAFUCKA seated at the bar!" everyone turned to Grimmjow, who was the least bit surprised throwing back a shot of vodka with Halibel. Szayel called him out again, "someone get his ass on the stage!"

He smirked throwing another shot back before jumping into the crowd.

Grimmjow only laughed as many hands directed his two-hundred-five lb. figure in the air to the stage like he was a rock star. He felt hands caressing his ass causing him to almost fall from flinching as they pinched him. The crowd pushed his body onto the stage where a chair was seated by a random bar girl.

"And now Ladies and Gentleman…hmph yeah you too cutie," winking at another random guy, "I'm going to need you sums a bitches to put your hands together for the, finger licking, dick teasing, pussy throbbing…and yes ladies…she will make you wet…I'm talking about sweet and succulent baby! Let's give it up for no other than Aphrodite's spawn herself Jayde! Because looking at her can feel like a dream!"

'Rihanna's Skin' blasted through the speakers and the crowd started going mad singing the lyrics on both floors grinding on each other while some watched the show.

The woman Ulquiorra greeted earlier stepped out; first her left leg, revealing her bare foot, then she whined her hip out exposing her naked unclothed back side before manifesting her gorgeous frame; like her body was carved by a goddess herself.

Grimmjow and so did any other straight man jaw dropped. She was dressed in a one piece string bikini that can be mistaken for dental floss. Her nipples were covered by mini black dog paws and her frontal lower part was covered by the lust colored bikini fabric, not a flaw on her body.

She slowly cat walked to a seated Grimmjow, lounged on the chair; his legs widely spread apart and one hand in back of him. Her hair was still in the messy bun giving her an innocent look as some of her hair framed her face.

He watched as her hips swayed for him, like she was belly dancing as she walked. She made it just before him and his eyes followed her, she wasn't fully clothed so he didn't have to imagine much, just what he could do to her if they were alone. She walked behind him her index finger tracing his collar bone, to the back of his neck. He got chills but didn't shiver to it.

She bent down to the side of his head, licking inside his ear then nibbled on its lobe, "You're in good hands," seductively speaking into him, but it went out his other ear. He was turned on to the maximum by her appearance and her aphrodisiacal scent was to blame also.

The beauty walked back in front of him turning her back to him provocatively with her hands placed on her head as she moved her naked backside from side to side, looking back at him smiling. She was gambling with him, waiting for his hands to touch on her body. Her hands caressed her own body slowly whining her hips to the beat. She then bent over slowly stretching to in between her legs looking at him as his eyes grew wide.

She smirked again, "How do I look daddy?"

He could bite his knuckle at how tempting it was to touch her but he just sat back watching her every move, picturing her doing all this to him in his bedroom where he can demolish her insides.

The crowd went wild when she slowly slid into a straddle whining her hips again.

Szayel shouted into the mic, "Well I'll be damned!"

Grimmjow instantly caught a hard on, resisting the urge to grab her.

She threw her right leg over her left to go into a split leaning down into her leg as she started popping her cheeks to the beat. He bit his bottom lip now.

She then crawled to him slowly; her hands moving upwards to in between his thighs; she felt his erection which only made her smile. She then lifted his shirt to his right pec, showing his shredded six pack and muscled chest.

The woman in the audience 'WHOOED' when they seen what he was working with.

She bit his groin where his boxers stop, then licked around his naval ascending her tongue to his nipple. She bit down on it, causing him to hiss, "Aww im sorry love," tracing his nipple around her lips. She licked it again causing him to just stare in amazement of how horny she got him just by licking his nipple.

"How does that feel?" blowing her cool breath on his saturated nipple, making it erect, and then licked it again.

He threw his head back letting out a groan since her hand massaged his manhood.

Szayel laughed, "Ahh you wimp!" barking into the mic again

She then went to his neck; straddling him across his waist, sloppily licking across his collar bone, to his laryngeal prominence, to the other side of his neck, sucking on him until she was behind his ear. He groaned again.

She then raised her head to look dead at him, taking her hair out of the bun swinging her long locks loose. He looked into her huge irises as she closed them and started grinding her hips on him. He heard her moan a little; after all he is hard under his jeans. This dance continued, making him suffer until he felt like ripping his jeans off and go straight into her.

She threw her left leg over him as her back was to him; grinding her round back side into him. His legs were still wide apart so he felt all her movements against him. Her body slithered like a snake into his throbbing manhood while she held her hair up giving him a full view. She then leaned back against him resting her head on his shoulder while she still grinded on him, "You're massive down there huh?" lazily smiling to him as she moaned moving his large hands along her body.

"Want to find out?" finally speaking to her.

She only smirked to his offer, as she let out another moan, arching her back and turning him on even more to the climax of the song. She rose off of him as the song ended; looking back over her shoulder smiling and disappearing behind the red curtain.

"I know I'm not the only one who wants some ass after watching that!" Szayel roared into the microphone again, fanning himself.

The crowd agreed with him.

Ulquiorra just watched in satisfaction, this was yet another great night.

Grimmjow rose from the chair looking up to Ulquiorra giving him a middle finger. While Him and Szayel gave him both of theirs.

"Dinners on you playboy," Ulquiorra calmly spoke into the mic while Szayel put on another hit record.

"Ladies this is for you!" playing 'Rihanna Cockiness'.

Of course those who knew the lyrics started singing and dancing to the song.

Tonight was definitely a success and a gratified Ulquiorra couldn't help the smile that spread across his face.

XOXOXOXOXOXO

Orihime sat down on the stool while Halibel still order herself some drinks digesting the strip tease. Grimmjow was enjoying that a little bit too much, but he is a man with needs.

Halibel looked to Orihime who danced some of the liquor out of her system but she had a buzz and was drained. She didn't even bother to ask if Orihime was okay she only gave her bottled water that she finished in seconds.

Halibel turned to see Renji and Rukia walking to them from the crowd, "Where the hell you two been?" trying to sound concerned.

Renji smirked, "Watching the strip-tease like everyone else,"

"Liar,"

Rukia walked over to Orihime who looked sick, green all over "Hey you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just a little dehydrated,"

Rukia looked to the bartender who was talking to some other people, "Hey!…Excuse me!"

He seen her waving to him and walked to her, He made it to her looking at her up and down, undressing her in his thoughts, "Hmm," he leaned against the bar, "what can I get for someone as lovely as you?"

"A bottle of water please," her face was flushed.

"Coming right up gorgeous,"

Rukia didn't respond but she did feel a boost of confidence. She started to cheese to herself.

Renji standing right next to her, watched her; ceasing to laugh.

"…You don't have to spy on me you know," she turned to him.

"I been standing here all along watching you flirt with blondie over here," he smiled, "what were you cheesing at?"

"It's nothing," she cheesed again holding her hot cheek bones, "nothing at all,"

"You sure about that?" raising his eyebrow.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"No reason," he watched her as the bartender came back with her water.

She looked at him eyes fully open now, "Thank you," still blushing.

"No problem beautiful,"

She turned to Orihime seated right next her giving her the perspiring bottle of water. The bartender didn't take his eyes off of Rukia which cause Renji to grow a little jealous of that but he didn't show it.

"Have you seen Le around," a familiar laid-back voice startled the group causing them to jump back.

"I-Ichigo!" Orihime bellowed out.

Ichigo looked to each of their faces innocently scaring the living day lights out of the trio. Halibel looked at the fools and sipped on her Rum Island Ice Tea.

The twins wrapped around his waist looked to all of them then to him, "So your name is Ichigo?" the brunette on the right spoke.

"How manly!" the blonde on the left spoke right after her sister.

"You guys can't follow me around like this!" Ichigo was growing more annoyed than pleased being in between the two busty babes.

"Don't be like that to them," a velvet voice spoke

Ichigo turned his focus to look in front of him at Le.

She walked over to him and his company, "They just want to show you a good time right girls?" caressing the blonde's chin then looking back to Ichigo.

"I was looking for you," he smiled.

"Well you found me," she smiled back.

He leant down to kiss her but she moved away, "Rule numero uno!"

Ichigo laughed at how fast she moved away, he had to keep reminding himself not to kiss her but it was hard when someone he desired was right in front of him.

"Hey Le," Rukia still concerned for Orihime's well-being.

She turned to face Rukia now, ignoring Ichigo cries for her to get the twins off of him.

"I think Orihime need to go home," rubbing Inoue's back.

"Is she okay?"

Rukia shook her head no, "She had one too many drinks,"

"Only two," Halibel spoke.

"No thanks to you," Rukia added.

"She was a nervous wreck so I only helped her," Halibel threw back the rest of her brown drink.

"How many shots did you have?" Le asked losing count of the glasses on the bar.

Halibel placed the cup on the wood grain bar, "I lost count after seven, and I just had a drink,"

"What?" Renji yelled, "and you're not drunk?"

"Only a buzz,"

Everyone stared at her in amazement. How can she handle that much alcohol in her system and only feel a 'buzz'?

"Well I'm ready when you are hime," Le turned her focus to the sickly Orihime.

She rose from the bar stool stumbling to le who caught her just in time before she kissed the floor.

"Want me to come with you?" Ichigo inquired, struggling to remove the twins arms from around him.

"Please," Orihime softly spoke, her arm around Le's shoulders.

Inoue had a plan and she was sticking to it now. She wanted to tell the both of them the way she feels about him.

"See I have to go now so you have to get off of me," Ichigo spoke to the twins.

"Aww," they spoke in sync with one another, letting go of his virile frame. He moved quickly to Le and Orihime, throwing her over his shoulder.

Inoue's face was a bright red and she covered her face using his back as her elbow support.

She saw between her fingers that Le was waving bye to a lot of people traveling behind Ichigo and herself.

What am I going to say to her? What's going to be her reaction? Will she hate me or fight me?

Her mind ran rapid at possible problems that might occur between herself and Le.

She sighed to herself as they exited out of the double doors. The way he jogged down the stairs almost caused her to throw up since his broad should was deep into her stomach.

"You okay? You're looking a little green?" le looked into her face as she held her mouth.

Orihime shook her head in a yes but she knew that was a lie, "Put me down just in case,"

They already made it to Le's car and Ichigo placed her on the floor where she instantly threw up clear liquid.

Ichigo jumped back to avoid being hit with the spit up while Le watched out for it herself; pulling Orihime's hair from her face rubbing her back.

"No more drinking for you," Le laughed.

"It was to…Huargh…loosen up…arggh," the liquid splattered on the floor again.

"Gross," Le laughed.

Ichigo looked to Le, "You're not helping,"

"I don't see you holding her hair back and risk getting any of it on you,"

She had a point and he stood quiet, watching Orihime throw her brains up.

Orihime started panting, gasping for air, "Take me home," she whined

Ichigo opened the door to the car while Le gave her more water to rinse her mouth.

Orihime slid to the middle of the seat giving room for Ichigo. Le climbed in also warning Orhime to cover her ears but at this point Inoue didn't care; she just wanted her bed.

Le, backing out of her parking space headed to Orihimie's place. It wasn't long for her to reach the highway. It was a silent ride and she was practically the only car on the road. She found this to be her tranquil away from her guy problems; Grimmjow's kiss, Aizens mind games, and she couldn't help but think that Ichigo's feelings were in too deep.

She saw from the corner of her eyes that the two were staring at her. She was quiet and it was rare for them to see, "You can turn the music up if you want," her focus still on the road in front of her.

They both said it was fine but she knew something was up, it was an awkward air between them and she didn't know for what for. She didn't bother with it any further.

The two of them had their own thoughts they had to collect: Orihime figuring out what to say when she confesses to both Le an Ichigo, and Ichigo getting his mind right also. It all look like a train wreck waiting to happen.

After fifteen minutes of driving like a maniac she arrived in front of Orihime's apartment.

Ichigo, still concerned for her, enquired while getting out, "You need someone to walk you up?"

"Yeah," she spoke, "but I wanted Le to walk me up if that's not too much,"

Ichigo was reluctant into having another woman carry someone up the steps but he figured she looked fine enough now that she took her heels off.

Le got out preparing for the worst. It was strange how she refused Ichigo's helping hand and wanted hers but what's the worst that can happen?

She looked to Orihime who smiled rubbing her stomach still.

Ichigo climbed back into the car turning up the music not to loud but it was still heard throughout the staircase the girls walked on.

"So what's up?" Le asked breaking the silence between them.

Here it goes. "I don't like the way you treat Kurosaki-kun," she stopped behind Le, "he's a very good person and I would like if you would stop playing with his…emotions,"

Le looked at her, surprised by her words.

"I know Kurosaki-kun has a very big heart that he's willing to share with you, so please stop hurting him," tears started to well in her eyes, "he's too kind although sometimes he comes off harsh he is still a wonderful person and you brighten his world like never before," tears surged on her cheeks, falling into the lace dress.

Le smiled walking back down the steps to hug Orihime, "You dummy," she laughed into her shoulders, "why couldn't you tell me before I even started talking to him,"

"Because you looked so happy with him and I didn't want to ruin what you two had between each other,"

"But still you idiot you should speak up more," Le looked to Orihime's face, "you can give him something I can't afford to give,"

"What are you talking about?"

"I can't give him any of my love but you can give him yours, you can give him so much more than I can!" She sat on the step now, "my heart is still mending and I don't want Ichigo to be the rebound guy suffering because of Aizen's mistake, that's why we only remained friends with some…benefits, you know,"

"But you can see it in his eyes how he cares for you, isn't that enough?"

"Yeah, but he cares about all his friends right?" she rested her chin in her hands, "I do love him, but not in a way that I can give him all of me, your heart is pure with innocence compared to mines, I'm tainted and I don't need to influence anyone else with that, so please take care of him, I can't see him with anyone besides you Inoue," raising up now.

Orihime was shocked by her words, she didn't know how to respond so she just smiled at Le's encouraging words but she did have one thing, "You're not tainted, you're not as heartless as you make yourself to be, trust me, there is someone out there that is waiting on someone like you, he may be closer than you think…time heals all wounds, just be patient,"

Le sighed, "That's pretty comforting," smiling now, "so shall I tell him to come up?"

"Huh? What?"

"You know Ichigo? Should I tell him to come up? Don't be a scaredy cat!"

"O-okay what should I say?"

"Whatever is in your heart,"

Orihime felt sick to her stomach again, and it wasn't because of the alcoholic beverage she indulged in, but the butterflies that she felt in her stomach for facing Ichigo, "You sure?"

"Will you woman the hell up!" Le corrected Inoue's posture, "get up there and wait for him,"

Orihime nodded her head running up the steps to her apartment.

Le walked back to the car looking at Ichigo who stared before him. She knelt down next the door knocking on the window.

He smiled rolling down the window looking at her as she rested her chin on the back of her hands looking at him, "Someone needs to speak with you," smiling towards him.

"About what?"

"That's something you should ask her,"

"Umm okaaaaay,"

She stared at him still without saying another word; still grinning at him. He stared back at her wondering why she was acting like this. She rose backing away from the door, "Get out,"

Ichigo chcukled doing as he was told, closing the door behind him to stand just before her. Her lips looked extra good tonight and he wanted to taste them.

Le embraced him once more, holding him close to her warmth, "This'll be the last time that me and you would ever hold each other like this,"

He sighed into her scalp, kissing the top of her head and holding her to him, "One last kiss then?"

She shook her head no, laughing; but he grabbed her face anyway pressing his lips against hers. Her hands followed his arms to rest her hands on the back of his. The kiss was long, as if they weren't going to see each other ever again. He started to get deep into the kiss bringing his body closer to her until she pulled away. Wiping away the small amount of his saliva left on her bottom lip.

"She's in love with you Ichigo, so please be gentle with her," walking away from him climbing into the driver's seat. She gave him a last look and smiled before driving off. She didn't have a destination and she wasn't going back to the party since Aizen was probably there still. The beach sounds nice.

The sky was a smoky pink, so it was going to rain soon or the storm was just passing. It was no problem; she wanted to get caught in the rain.

Ichigo stood there watching her car and the sounds of it disappear down the street. He knew they would come to an end; they had too much of a good thing going for them. He wondered how it would've played out if he spoken to her earlier before they left the party, but he was too careless. It was still far too soon for him.

He sighed within himself taking in her red tail lights at the end of the road.

"But I'm in love with you," He spoke as if she was still in front of him. He wasn't hurt he wanted to tell her that just to get it out of his system. She didn't have to love him back, he knew she would refuse him but he just wanted her to know that he was in love with her.

He stood there a moment more; looking down the street where she once was before putting his hands in his pocket; walking to Orihime's apartment.

A/N: To those that don't know what laryngeal prominence mean it's the scientific word for Adams Apple...Not trying to insult your intelligence...I was just being ever so gentle...and kind 0_o

But man do my fingers hurt lol I do hope my story was worthy for your review.

Let me know what you like/dislike, what I can change, what you found disturbing...you know...the whole nine yards ^_^

~Roar