First off I do not own Bleach Tite Kubo does, it's his awesome story. I simply created a different place for his characters to live and placed them in different roles. I created Miyagi Naomi though, she is mine. Thank-you.

Chapter Five- Uninvited Guest

Chapter Five- Uninvited Guest

Even though she seems upset at him for everything, Grimmjow still was thinking of a way to get her number. He was now being pushed off stage and told to change into the second outfit in his room.

"Try not to take an hour!" He heard young Naomi's voice call back.

"Oh, shut up woman!" He shouted back; getting some very weird looks form the female crew.

By the time he got to his dressing room he had that stupid grin that all guys get whenever they meet a girl they think is cute. He opened the blue door that a crew member had lead him to and walked through its wide arch to find his old clothes, a pair of swimming trucks, and a pair of sunglasses. He decided to lock the door in case any fan-girls got in and decided that it would be oh-so fun to see him naked.

"I don't see what the big deal is, yeah she's cute, but she yelled at me for something that wasn't even me fault. Besides if it hadn't been for Aizen, I would still be asleep. I need him to leave me alone some time." He laughed.

"Why would you do that to your dearest uncle?" A voice stated behind him.

Grimmjow turned to see Aizen sitting on a cabinet and smiling.

"WHAT! When did you get in here?" Grimmjow stuttered.

"I've been here long enough to know that you like the girl out there that you're working with." He sneered.

"Hey, how did you get in here? I thought I locked the door?"

"Oh? You did, but I am better at unlocking doors rather than locking doors." He chuckled.

"To be honest, I'm worried at the fact that they might notice my scar." Grimmjow said.

"Oh, come on, they aren't going to kick you off the shoot because of a scar bellow your belly button. Besides I gave them all of your information, including that piece of information. Anyway, you shouldn't be nervous about what she will think, she has one too." His uncle said.

Sosuke Aizen got up and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Grimmjow was confused at the fact that Aizen seemed to know what he was thinking. He put on the swimming trucks and sun glasses and grabbed the door knob.

"We'll see Aizen; I guess I have to give it a shot."

Somehow Naomi managed to get dressed before him. She had found a mini beach ball, and had begun to bounce it off her knees as if it was a soccer ball (Addy had taught her). She noticed a tall thin man with brown hair and glasses; he smiled and the crew looked happy to see him. Naomi wondered who he was (she hadn't kept up with Japanese stars while in America). She grabbed a random crew member.

"Hey, do you know who that man is?" She asked, hating the fact that she doesn't know.

"Oh! That's Sosuke Aizen; he's Grimmjow's manager and uncle." The guy said.

"Oh." Feeling very out of the loop, "Thanks."

"Sure, Naomi." He walked off.

Naomi still felt unsure about how they'd react to her scar and knowing her manager, he'd forgotten about it. Naomi didn't notice that her feet had carried her over to the snack table. One of the crew members walked up to her, as she grabbed some grapes.

"Naomi?"

"Yes?"

"Endo-San just called and said that he had somebody bring your bike over."

The grape juice trickled down her arm, a ticked off look appeared on her face. Then it was gone, suddenly. She smiled sweetly at the man.

"Thanks for telling me."

He handed her the keys.

"I'm going Chi-hunting later." She muttered under her breath.

Naomi found some towels and noticed somebody staring at her. Hell, not just somebody his manager-uncle. He stood no more than three feet away.

"The bike special to you?" He asked.

"A gift from my father."

"Ah."

Naomi held out a hand, "I don't believe we've met. I'm Miyagi Naomi."

Grimmjow came out of his changing room and walked back toward the stage. On his way he saw his uncle talking with someone. He pondered who it could was, so he walked by to get a closer look.

He was amazed to find the person was Naomi. He walked up behind Aizen to hear what they were talking about, but it was useless, there was too much noise and yelling. He walked up beside his uncle and gave him grievous look.

"Uncle, I believe it's time for you to go. My partner here must get back to the stage. I hope you understand." Grimmjow said elegantly.

"Oh, well I suppose you are right, I didn't realize how long I was holding you after. My apologies Miss. Naomi, you two have a good shoot. See you later."

Aizen strode away messing with his phone. Naomi and Grimmjow just kind of stood there for a second. Before Grimmjow could say sorry for him, he could plainly hear, "Ahh, young love." He couldn't believe it. How could she say that? Grimmjow turned and looked at Naomi.

"I'm sorry, he can be sort of pushy, and I hope didn't say anything to upset you." He said sympathetically.

She smiled and turned to walk away; that's when he noticed. A large oval shaped scar on the back of her lower calf.

Naomi didn't dislike Sosuke Aizen, he had been quiet polite, and she somewhat recognized the style he used to smooth talk people into doing what he wanted. It just had kind of been a blow to her ego, even though it might need to deflate a little. She knew that most people in Japan would probably never know just how famous she is in America, and she knew it would be like starting all over basically. Aizen had suggested looking up a man called Ichimaru Gin and asking him to help her get into a movie, maybe even co-star with his famous nephew; sure, she didn't know his famous nephew and she had only met the guy earlier today, but she needed to get her name out in Japan more.

Naomi had talked Kakyo into letting her stay in America because she had connections over there and she was very well known and it was her home. Now Japan is her new home and she knew she'd need to step up her act, and straighten up; Naomi never expected to be told that it a wrapped around way by a guy she met little more than five minutes ago. It wasn't until they were away from the noise and chaos before Naomi turned back to Grimmjow.

"You're uncle didn't upset me, in fact he pointed something out to me, and he seems like a very polite person." Naomi said, "Sorry for making you wait on me."

Grimmjow had a look on his face that said he didn't mind. Besides, Naomi doubted he had to wait long. Naomi had noticed the scar the second he had walked up to Aizen and her, but she had said nothing. Naomi had a few friends that wore similar scars just in different places. She would not pry into his personal life.

Naomi then realized something, "Your uncle left you here."

"He does that a lot."

"Do you need a ride home?" Naomi knew she was being weird, but she couldn't help it, "Please, let me give you a lift when we're done, it'll be dark by then."

Naomi hated to have to let people walk home, and it's such a big city, at night it's a whole new world. Nobody in Japan's paparazzi really know s her yet, or at least knows who she is.

"You would be able to avoid fan-girls." Naomi pointed out, almost no guy would say no to that offer.

Before Grimmjow could reply that most annoying guy called to them.

"Okay, places; Naomi, sweetheart I need you to jump on Grimmjow's back, like he's giving you a piggy back ride. Grimmjow, baby, I need you to..." He seemed to never shut up.

Naomi rolled her eyes and gave Grimmjow a smiled that said, "I don't like him either."

Grimmjow didn't seem to mind that fact that she had a large scar; however, he wanted to the story behind it. He wanted to know what could have happened to her that would leave that kind of mark. The director of the shoot pushed us back into the fame and had Naomi jump on his back, which wasn't a problem because she was as light as a pillow. He told her to lean in as if she were just about to bite his ear in a sexy way, which Grimmjow didn't mind in the least.

Sorry about not updating in a while and the fact that it's kind of short. School got kind of crazy. Comments and review would be nice, don't want to? Don't have to. Next one will be up soon.

~ Yoruichi