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 Seven – A Day Out

The clock read one-fifty p.m. and Naomi had not bothered changing last night, she stood and took a long hot shower. After her shower Naomi pulled on a pair of light blue jeans, a crimson halter top that clung to her curves, black and white converses, the sweatshirt Grimmjow lent her, and her Jack bandana tied around one of her belt loops. Naomi was putting on some light make-up when her phone went off, "…Baby you know I miss you, I just want to kiss you, but I can't right now so baby kiss me through the phone…" telling her that she had received a text message. I should really changed that ring tone for my messages, Naomi grabbed a plain sliver ring and slipped it on her right ring figure next to her bulky sliver ring (that has a dragon engraved on it with her name inside the dragon).

"Hey, sorry about ditching you last night; my friend's car broke down. Hope you didn't mind about the bike.

Love, love"

Naomi rolled her eyes, she already had plans. She had called Ichimaru Gin last night when she got home; she had plans to meet him across town at a fancy restaurant for lunch and talk about maybe co-starring with his nephew. Naomi had given her self about twenty minutes to get over there. She didn't want to be over dressed but she didn't want to be under-dressed either. She grabbed her keys, deicing that he would have to get over her style before they could work together.

Naomi talked with Gin, he insisted that she call him that, he said he could work out a deal, but she'd still have to try out. Gin had given her a bunch of paper work that she'd have to do, it included where and when try outs were. She stayed until around three-twenty when Gin had to leave for some other business. Naomi took her bike home, looked in her fridge and saw that she had nothing really to eat. Naomi shoved her hands into her jean pockets and left her apartment, thinking about how she had been disappointed that she didn't get Grimmjow's number, then again he didn't ask for hers either. She walked around the south side of town, hoping to find food.

Grimmjow sat at his house waiting for his new video game "Gun Grave 2" to load, so he could have something to do. Today bad been an exceptionally boring day. He didn't have any school today, didn't really have friends and the only thing close to a girl friend was god knows where in the city somewhere with his favorite sweatshirt.

Grimmjow couldn't believe he managed to screw up so badly, to have a girl like Naomi give you a ride home and not ask for her phone number. That was very foolish. The only things he knew about her was: that she was from Japan, moved to America and now is back in Japan, she has a large scar on the back of her calf, and that she rode a motorcycle through town on a daily basis.

He started to play the game, but as he played through each level he could only think of his own incompetence. He eventually turned off the game, without saving (which he would later regret). He went upstairs to his room, and changed out of his Black Panther sleeping clothes that he wore the night before and changed into his blue jeans and a blue Grimmjow Jeagerjaques t-shirt.

"Man, today is such a drag; there's got to be something fun to do in this town. Maybe I'll go to the mall or to the store and buy more swords." Grimmjow spoke to his self with a slight sigh, "I don't know, I'll just roam around until something catches my eye."

He pulled on his socks and shoes and just like that he was out the door, and heading down the street. He was looking very intently for something of interest. He saw a park that had many kids playing in it. He decided that it would bring him some entertainment to watch these children play cops and robbers. Unfortunately for Grimmjow this only kept his interest for a few minutes. Grimmjow walked down Tenth Street but unfortunately he needed to be over at Eighth Street. He took an alleyway that would lead exactly where he was going. He took no more than twelve steps through the long alley when five or so people just walked out of the trash.

"Hey," The first boy said, "what are you doing here, this is our space." This boy seemed to be the leader of the group, because when he spoke those words everyone else decided to grab a heavy object. The boy was no more than eighteen; he had bright red hair and some slight freckles on his face. He held a knife in his hand, no more than the length of Grimmjow's blade, but that didn't bother him.

Grimmjow knew that if he wanted to get past these guys, he would have to beat the leader, which Grimmjow really didn't mind doing, at this point. "What are you going to do, little girl?" Grimmjow asked in a wimpy voice, to provoke the leader.

And it appeared to work. Grimmjow tired to walk forward, but the leader was already on top of him. The leader swung with his knife in his hand. His first strike missed, but it gave Grimmjow enough space to take a shot at his face. The leader seemed to be surprised and delighted to see a worthy opponent. Grimmjow felt he should make it a little harder.

The leader came at him from the side this time. He swung his leg which Grimmjow caught, but he managed to get his knife in the area of Grimmjow's face. This was his moment; Grimmjow reached over and twisted the thug's arm back until he heard a snap. The screams the kid let out were sad, but his hobby wasn't much better.

"I'll kill you, you jerk." The kid muttered as his friends helped him leave the alleyway.

"Okay, good luck," He pulled out Pantera, "if I had wanted to kill you, I would have used my own blade." Grimmjow laughed and continued on his way to find something to do.

Naomi walked back and forth between Thirteenth and Eighth Street; a lot of her favorite shops were somewhere between those streets. Naomi may never have lived here but, Kakyo does live in the town, so her father and she would visit a lot. So, Naomi knew the town pretty well, even though Kakyo lives on the north side of town. Naomi stopped at a small shop, she almost didn't see it. Maybe she didn't know the town that well…yet.

It was a book store. Naomi wondered around the small shop, some of these books are really expensive but the marked price isn't half bad. Naomi looked over to the desk, nobody was there, and she picked up a few and flipped through them. Naomi turned and begun to walk towards the desk, not looking up from her book.

"Welcome!" A loud voice called from behind a curtain.

A man with a tan robe and a forest green robe over it came out from the back. He was tall with blond hair. He carried a cane and a white and green hat on his head. He wore shogan style sandals and walked as if he were kind of high.

"I haven't seen you here before, this is the Urahara Shoten. I'm Kisuke Urahara. Oh, and this is my cat, Yoruichi."

He bent down and picked up a cat that best described as it looked like he was trying to run away. He ruffled the cat's fur a bit, and then put it on his hat.

"Isn't he so cute?" Urahara asked cheerfully.

Naomi reached out and held her hand a few inches from his face, letting him smell her, before petting him behind the ears.

"Yeah." Her eyes soften, "He is cute."

"I'm Miyagi Naomi. It's nice to meet you Urahara-San." Naomi said looked up at him.

"The America singer, Miyagi Naomi?"

"Yes."

"It's nice to meet you too, Naomi." He paused, "Find something you like?"

"Yes, but I'm going to have to wait until later before I can buy it." Naomi said sadly figuring a book cover, with a smile, "Stupid banks."

"Here I'll tell ya what." Said the man with a suspicious grin. "If you give me five dollars now, I will let you hold it until you can pay me the rest. I'm sure you'll be back for something else soon!"

"Really, you would do that?"

"Well of course you pet my cat, were practically family!" He replied

She laughed, smiled, and picked up the book.

Ding-dong.

Grimmjow walked into a small shop off of a small alleyway. The smell was soft and kind of sweet. He looked around to see a girl clutching a book, and a man with a cat. The man glanced over with a look under his hat and shouted to Grimmjow

"Welcome to the Urahara Shoten. My name is Kisuke Urahara. Oh, and this is my cat, Yoruichi."

"Hi, to both of you my name is-"

"I know your name, your Grimmjow Jeagerjaques."

At that moment the young girl dropped the book and spun to look at Grimmjow. Her mouth remained open with a slight smile.

"Grimmjow?" Naomi asked.

"Naomi," He said in shock. "I swear I'm not following you!"

"I know you're not, silly." She chuckled for a moment and then came down and gave him a hug.

Naomi pulled away from Grimmjow and take a step back. Yoruichi managed to jump out of Urahara's grasp as he bent down to pick up the fallen book and rub against Naomi's leg. Naomi scooped him up as Grimmjow reached over to pet him. Urahara sneezed and crashed into a wire bookcase and fell in a heap, scaring poor Yoruichi, who scratched all down his forearm. Naomi freaked out once she saw his bleeding arm and promptly dragged him out of the store yelling a promise to come back later to the very confused Urahara.

Naomi didn't slow until she reached the small connivance store on Tenth Street, meaning she had dragged Grimmjow down three streets for bandages. She bought them, and then drug him over to a small bench outside the store. She put some disinfected on his cut, after stopping the bleeding, then she carefully wrapped his hand. Naomi kept her eyes on his hand, embarrassed at dragging him off like that. Isn't not like I'm his girlfriend or anything, Naomi thought still unconsciously holding his hand carefully with her slender fingers, so why did I over-react when I saw that he was injured?

Naomi realized that she had flipped his hand over and was tracing the lines on his palm, she suddenly stopped and let go of his hand. Her stomach roared at her again. Grimmjow stared at her.

"Umm, I really got to go." Naomi said lamely, "I haven't eaten yet. It was nice to see you though." She hastily stood.