Chapter Four
Previously-
"Call me," he winked, as she stared blankly at the page in her hand.
After dinner that night, Rukia set to work on her homework. Question needed answering, an experiment needed visual results, a conclusion had to be written and the evaluation had to be sussed out.
Spreading her papers across her bedroom desk, she set her music on low, picked up her pen and started.
With his homework left until the last moment as usual, Ichigo pulled his jacket tighter around him, he headed out in the cold air.
He hurried along through the remaining snow, until he reached a lively bar along the high street. He passed by happy revellers and headed to the back entrance, and let himself him.
Hanging his jacket on a peg, he attached his name badge to the front of his tee-shirt and proceeded to begin his shift at KUBO'S.
All the way through dinner that night, Grimmjow kept wishing his cell would vibrate and light up, and it would be her. But no, it didn't, and he was slowly becoming more and more upset.
He answered his father's questions about school, the people he'd met and just general chit chat.
He excused himself after dinner and headed upto his room. He whizzed through his homework with ease, soon finding himself bored. He took up the book by his bed, opened it and started to read.
A shrill tune sounded from his trouser pocket, distracting him from the passage he was reading. With frantic hands, he flipped it open and hit the centre button.
"Hi Grimmjow, it's Rukia. How are you? X"
Author's Note: Short chapter I know, but I think it still works :) Reviews :)
Much love, ZeeZee the Dreamer xx