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 Six – Ride Home

By the time they were done he was relieved that there wasn't any talk about his stomach, he had had enough of people prying into his life about what happened all those years ago and he just wanted to move on. When Naomi got off his back to go to her own dressing room, again he had a look of discern and contemplation in his eyes. He knew that when he caught her eyes that she had noticed, but played it off, he kind of shrugged and walked off.

Once he was safe in his room again he started to question his self. He had never driven home with a girl that he actually liked. He wondered if there must be conversation and chit-chat about stupid things that no one cared about. Once he regained his nerves, he changed his clothes quickly so he could ask someone else if he could get a ride.

He opened the door and there was this little thing about five inches shorter than he was, staring up at him with a strange smile on her face.

"Are you ready?" She asked him politely.

"Well, here is the thing, I have someone else who can take me, and so you don't have to go out of your way to do it." He said quickly.

"Nonsense, I don't mind, now let's hurry and get to my bike, so we can avoid traffic." She laughed.

She pulled his hands, as they went out the door, and drug him off to the motorcycle.

"Bi…Bi…Bi…Bike?" Grimmjow stuttered. Grimmjow had never ridden on a bike.

Naomi thought it was adorable how he stuttered when he found out about her bike. Her motorcycle wasn't big, it wasn't one of those awful low-riders; it is a street bike, lean, and made for speed. It still had the original paint job; black, gold, and crimson with a blue bird symbol near the front with the words, "freedom; the closet humans can get to flying, is by speeding" a quote from her father that she added on after he died. She paused, letting go of Grimmjow as they approached the bike. She dug through one of her side bags, then smiled and pulled out a helmet (black with a small blue bird symbol near the bottom), then pulled out a black bandana with Jack the Pumpkin King on it, and tied her hair back with it (so it wouldn't hit Grimmjow in the face).

"Here, you don't look like you've ever been on one of these before." Naomi said, "I'll take it easy with you, okay?"

"Define easy." He muttered as he took the helmet.

Naomi swung her left leg over the bike, resting it near the muffler, while starting the bike, "Hop on and hold on."

Grimmjow didn't "hop" on but climbed wryly on the back and gripped her waist. Naomi didn't mind, she wasn't skin and bones, she could take it. The greatest thing about her bike, it wasn't loud like the newer ones. Just as she promised Naomi took an easy slow start, and paused before the highway. The part of the city they currently are in is the North side; she lives on the South side.

"Which side of the city do you live on?"

"The South side."

"Awesome, let me know when we get close to a turn, okay?"

Naomi took off, taking the few back roads she knew, so Grimmjow could get a feel for the bike. Naomi loved the way the wind felt against her skin. It was chilly out and Naomi hadn't brought a jacket, she shivered a few times, but her bike didn't waver like her body did. Grimmjow was smart about giving her enough time to know about turns, so she could find them and slow down. Cars could go over sand quickly and be fine, but her bike would waver if she did it, and bikes don't really like sharp turns (neither did she, plus she didn't want to scare Grimmjow).

It was really dark out by the time they reached his house, and Naomi felt tired, but she smiled as she pulled into his drive way and turned off her bike and held it still so he could safely climb off.

"The ride home wasn't so bad." Grimmjow said to Naomi as he hobbled off the bike.

He really did enjoy it, until she almost missed a turn and almost ran into a tree. That had scared him enough to the point he thought he was going to squeeze her spinal cord. Grimmjow had noticed she hadn't put on a jacket or sweatshirt of any sort. Which probably, means she doesn't have one, Grimmjow thought to himself.

"Would you like to come and see a tour of my house?" Grimmjow asked.

The young girl looked up at the large building in front of her, which could hardly be called a house. When you statue spewing water into a pool in your front yard, a house the size one of the islands of Japan, and a garage the holds five cars, then that's not a house; it's a mansion.

"No, I should probably go home, it's late and a tour seems like it would take quite a while. I do like your house though." She explained.

"It's okay, maybe some other time." He proposed.

"Yeah, that sounds good." She replied, "I best go now."

"Wait." He ordered, "I'll be right back."

And then he was gone, gone into the house for an ungodly amount of time. Naomi adjusted her Jack the Pumpkin King bandana, what is taking this guy so long? Just as fast as he had done in, he was back with some sort of black object. He ran up to her, completely out of breath and stuck out his arm for her to grab the black cloth. She peeled the cloth off of his arm and realized that he was giving her a sweatshirt.

Not just any sweatshirt. It was a black hoddie with a zipper on the front that had a large picture of Jack the Pumpkin King. Which she thought was adorable. She looked back at him with a smile, put on the sweatshirt and then started her bike.

"Have a good night." He said.

"Thank-you, you too, good night." And he watched her drive off.

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~ Yoruichi