Calm Before The Storm
"Okaachan, don't ya think this might be a tad rude?" Shinji said as he pulled up to Nana's apartment complex the next morning. He hadn't had much of a choice to bring Etta along with him as she had shown up on his doorstep an hour before, dressed to impress in her best Winter wear and not willing to take no for an answer.
Etta smiled at her son and wrinkled her nose a bit. "Not at all!" she said brightly before opening the passenger side door and exiting the vehicle.
Shinji rolled his eyes and unbuckled, stepping out of his car and watching his mother take one step towards the dilapidated building and pause. Etta frowned and pursed her lips before looking pointedly at Shinji.
"They live here?" she asked, her blue eyes wide.
Shinji shut his door and zipped his jacket up as he nodded and waited for her to come around the other side of the car. Etta shut her mouth the entire walk up the rickety staircase but lost it when she stepped on something furry and stiff in the hallway.
"Oh, for the love of God, Shinji!" she squealed and grabbed hold of Shinji's arm.
"They pick up the trash tomorrow, okaachan." Shinji whispered and Etta's head snapped up sharply.
"This place needs to be condemned, Shin-chan." Etta whispered heatedly.
"It's not that bad…."
"The hell it ain't!" she cut him off with a glare Shinji rarely saw from her.
"Shh!" Shinji shushed Etta as they approached the door and Etta took a deep breath, shaking herself and trying to look like she wasn't any amount of upset with the situation.
Shinji blew out his breath and raised his hand, rapping his gloved knuckles against the door a few times before letting the appendage fall to his side. The only sound they heard was the wind whistling through the broken pane of the window at the end of the short hallway before there was a small scraping sound and the door pulled slowly open. Nana looked first at Etta, her dark eyes going wide when she noticed the stranger. Etta smiled brightly at her and giggled.
"Oh, you are cute!" she said, reaching out and pulling the startled young woman in for a tight squeeze.
"U-uh… th-thank you?" Nana stuttered and tried to smooth her clothing back into place when Etta finally let her go and stepped past her into the apartment.
Dark eyes slowly looked up into honey ones and Shinji gave Nana a half smile.
"Nana, this is my mother, Etta Hirako."
"Call me okaachan!" Etta waved but neither of the two younger people were looking at her.
"Sorry, I would have called but…." Shinji started, tipping his head to the side a bit as he lost his words.
"It-it's fine. Come in." Nana said, stepping out of Shinji's way to let him enter.
Etta was leaning over the bassinette with a smile on her face as she ran the backs of her fingers gently over Yayoi's soft cheek. Nana looked at her briefly before reaching for her book bag and slipping a small stack of spiral bound notebooks inside. Butterflies were at war in her stomach and she only hoped that she wasn't blushing. She wasn't ready to meet Shinji's mother, even if she was her child's grandparent. She just knew that she was being judged harshly, even if the woman did seem to be rather nice. Shinji shifted in place, arms crossed over his chest as Nana pulled on her jacket and the silence wrapped around them like a blanket soaked in ice water.
"So…." Shinji started, trying to fill the void. Two sets of eyes looked at him expectantly and his mouth snapped shut. Fucking awkward.
"I… I think I'm all set." Nana said quietly and Shinji nodded, happy to get out of that small room with too many bodies in it.
"Oh, how 'bout I walk ya and let Shin-chan get Yo-chan ready?" Etta suggested, materializing next to Nana and linking her arm with the young woman.
"Uh…."
"Great! Be right back Shin-chan!" Etta called over her shoulder as she practically dragged Nana out of the room.
Shinji frowned after the two before shaking his head and closing the door. He bent over the bassinette and picked Yayoi up, cuddling her close and kissing the top of her head.
"Yer oba-chan's revealin' she's smarter than she looks." he whispered and smiled. "I feel sorry for yer mama right now…."
Halfway to the bus stop Etta cleared her throat and smiled at Nana. Nana tried not to be intimidated by this woman but Etta Hirako held a presence about her that was undeniable. Nana tried to smile back but failed miserably.
"I got an extra room. One each fer you and Yo-chan." Etta stated plainly and cocked her head to the side. "If yer interested." she added with a smile.
"O-oh. Well, thank you but…,"
Etta's smile stayed in place but something in her voice changed. "Ya think I'mma let my grandbaby and her mama stay in a place like this if I can fix it and make it better?"
Nana's eyes widened again and her mouth dropped open a bit. "Wha…?"
Etta's nose wrinkled a bit and she giggled. "It'd be so nice ta have a baby in the house again." she cooed. "And I bet it'd make things easier fer ya with school if ya had more help, ne?"
"Well yes but…,"
"Then it's all settled! I'll come by and help ya pack when Shin-chan drops off Yo-chan."
The bus came to a screeching halt in front of them and Etta turned, swooping down and pulling Nana into another tight hug before kissing her cheek and practically skipping away. The other people at the stop, whom Nana had yet to notice, stared on in a slight state of horror at the blonde woman's gestures and slowly boarded the bus.
"Are you getting on or what?" a gruff voice startled Nana and she turned, stepping up onto the bus to pay the fare. For some reason she felt both relieved and violated as she tried to wrap her mind around the feeling and she took her seat to ride to school.
Shinji sat behind his desk and resisted the urge to slip his shoes off. The flooring in his office was just concrete and it was sure to be cold as fuck and that was the only thing keeping them on. Etta had walked him all over the place at one of her favorite chain stores that morning and he was exhausted. But instead of the nap he had been hoping to grab while Yayoi took one, he was in his office waiting to hear what Tesla needed to tell him so bad. The other blond was fidgeting in the chair Shinji had placed in front of his desk and Shinji sighed loudly.
"Tes…."
"Look, Shin-chan. I… I think I need to… give you a two week notice." Tesla said in a stuttering rush of words and Shinji gaped at him.
"No." Shinji shook his head. "I mean why? What the hell?"
Tesla took a deep breath and frowned at the floor. "I just… think it's time I… stopped?"
"Bullshit! Oh my God, this is about that guy, isn't it?"
"Shin-cha-"
"Tesla! How many times is this gonna happen to ya before ya realize somethin's off?"
"Shin-chan, it's different this time." Tesla breathed, eyebrows going high on his forehead and eyes wide.
"That's what ya said last time and then the man's wife tried to run ya over."
"But Takashiro-sama is getting a divorce…."
"Is that what he toldja?" Shinji shook his head and rolled his eyes.
Tesla frowned. "He loves me…."
"He loves the way ya suck his cock!" Shinji shouted and Tesla blanched, sitting back in his chair a bit. Shinji took a deep breath to try and calm himself before he tried again. "Ya can't quit Tes. Not for a man."
"I have to, Shin-chan."
"Bullshit. Ya tell 'im ya ain't gonna do it 'cos ya like yer job and that's that."
Tesla nodded and continued to look at the floor. "I don't want to upset him." he said quietly. "But I do love my job." he continued even quieter.
"So tell him. Fuck Tes, you can do sooo much better than that. You deserve better than that."
"Shin I…." Tesla sighed and closed his eyes. "I can't… I can't tell him I didn't quit." Panic began to set in as he pictured the things Takashiro would do and say if Tesla refused to quit flashed in his mind's eye and he bit down on his bottom lip.
Shinji smirked and cocked an eyebrow as he leaned back in his chair, placing one elbow on the armrest and cupping the side of his face with his hand.
"Easy, ya tell him here. We got some big guys workin' stock now, that one guy, Kensei, is pretty scary lookin'. Tell that jerk here, where ya have witnesses and backup."
With aloud sigh Tesla fell back into his chair and seemed to sag a bit. "But then we'll break up."
"So what?" Shinji sneered. "Like I said, ya could totally do better than that piece of shit. Ya know how I feel 'bout guys hittin' ya." In all actuality Tesla really didn't have any clue as to how much that upset Shinji. The strong picking on the weak was something Shinji had never been able to deal with and didn't think he needed to. That wasn't to say that Tesla was weak physically but anyone who spent any amount of time with the man would know that Tesla could and would bend any which way just to please the man he was with.
"I know. I'm sorry Shin-chan." Tesla mumbled.
Shinji sighed. "Prove it and stop lettin' guys like that inta yer life."
A swift rundown of how things would be set up for Tesla's conversation with Takashiro and Shinji was on his way back to his mother's house to spend his last hour with his daughter. He pushed any thoughts of Tesla's plight out of his head, deeming it unimportant, and played some sweet, slow jazz as he drove to relax himself. He didn't want anything to ruin his time with his baby girl.
Shinji stepped out of the steaming bathroom clad only in the towel he had belatedly thought to pull around his waist and rolled his head in a circle. This had been one of the harder days with Yayoi. She had grown quite an attachment to Shinji since he had come into the picture and having to leave her alone had upset the both of them a bit. It wasn't that Yayoi didn't like Etta but it seemed that she definitely preferred Shinji to her. He was halfway down the hallway when his front door opened and Nnoitra walked through, pulling off his jacket and kicking the door shut behind him. Shinji put on a pout and rested a fist on a cocked hip.
"The hell ya doin' here? Thought ya were mad at me." he said scathingly
Nnoitra snorted and went to toss his wet and dirty jacket on the new, white couch. Shinji leapt forward, dropping the towel and shouting out a "Not on my couch!" Nnoitra pulled the jacket back and Shinji stumbled into the back of the couch, knocking his knee into the wood and hissing at the pain.
"Fuckin' spaz." Nnoitra muttered as he turned to hang it properly with the other jackets and coats.
"I just fuckin' bought this thing." Shinji grumbled, rubbing his knee as he watched Nnoitra move about the room. "So what the fuck?"
Nnoitra's head shot up and he cocked an eyebrow at Shinji. "Ya want me ta leave?"
Shinji frowned. "No."
"Then shut the fuck up." Nnoitra yawned and Shinji huffed out a breath, just then realizing he was naked.
"Seriously, why are ya here? Ya saidja weren't comin' back for a week if I didn't shut up about Yo-chan."
Nnoitra rolled his eyes and pulled off his heavy boots. "Lookit that, first time I ever lied to ya."
"Don't be an ass." Shinji bent to retrieve his towel and returned it to his hip as he padded to the kitchen to start the water for tea.
Shinji busied himself with gathering cups and the honey that Nnoitra liked to use at night and froze when long thin arms wrapped around his shoulders and a bony chin rested on the top of his head.
"Wanted ta see ya. That so bad?" Nnoitra asked in a rough voice before yawing again.
"I guess not." Shinji said sulkily and Nnoitra smiled and kissed the top of Shinji's head.
"While I'm here you should gimmie a back rub." Nnoitra started and ended the sentence with a quick exhale of air. Shinji had elbowed him on the side and stepped out of his arms to pull the pot off the stove.
"So that's why yer here."
"And food." Nnoitra added with a smirk and Shinji rolled his eyes.
"Asshole."
Without really thinking about what he was doing, Shinji pulled out some leftovers and heated them up in the microwave for Nnoitra, setting the plate on the table before wandering off to brush and braid his hair. He liked the waves the braids left in his long hair when he did that and made quick work of it. Nnoitra was finished with his food and slouching on the couch by the time Shinji was dressed in his comfy night clothes and ready for relaxing. Nnoitra flipped silently through channels and Shinji sat near him on the couch, folding his legs under him and trying to get comfortable.
"So how's work going?" he asked and Nnoitra grunted in reply. Shinji sighed.
"Ya realize I don't speak Neanderthal, right?" Shinji snipped and Nnoitra turned his head to regard him almost thoughtfully.
"Busy." he added to his grunt and Shinji rolled his eyes.
"Whatever. Fine, don't talk to me…."
Nnoitra's head fell back against the cushions and he groaned. "Shut up. I'm tired, okay. I don't wanna talk about what's made me this way."
Shinji folded his arms over his chest and stared at the TV screen. He felt and heard Nnoitra sigh again and was only a little startled when he was pulled closer to Nnoitra's side by a long, strong arm. Nnoitra kissed the side of Shinji's head and nuzzled the freshly cleaned hair.
"God I love how ya smell in tha Winter." Nnoitra whispered, sending shivers up Shinji's spine.
"Yeah well ya stink. Go take a shower if ya wanna be this close."
A low rumbling laugh started in Nnoitra's chest and he pulled Shinji all the way into his lap, kissing Shinji's lips chastely as he did so.
"Ya like me stinky." he grinned.
Shinji made a show of it all, pinching his nose between thumb and forefinger and shaking his head adamantly. "Do not!"
"Fuckin' liar."
Shinji was about to deny it when his phone rang and he sighed, pushing up and out of Nnoitra's lap to retrieve it. He frowned at the number he saw and answered it quickly, hoping that nothing was wrong.
"Okaachan?"
"Oh good, yer still up!" Etta beamed happily through the phone. "Just thought I'd let ya know ya gotta pick Yo-chan up at my house from now on."
"'kay… wait what?"
"Oh, and I gave Nana yer old room. We moved all yer boxes out and down to the basement already."
"Okaachan! Ya made her move?" Shinji asked in a loud and appalled voice.
"I didn't make her. I just pointed out how much better off she'd be." There was a small moment of silence before Etta continued. "Besides, don't ya feel better as a papa knowing that Yo-chan is in a better, safer place now?"
Shinji sighed and lowered his head. "Ya know I am, but that's not the point, okaachan."
"Nana loves it here. She's in the big tub soakin' right now. Do ya know she's never soaked in a tub by herself before? Poor girl's been through so much in her short life."
"Okaachan, are ya sure 'bout this? I mean ya don't hafta…."
"Shin-chan, this is somethin' I can do to make someone else happy. Let me do it and go back to that man who's waitin' for ya on yer couch."
Shinji frowned. "I hate it when ya do stuff like that." he grumbled and Etta laughed before hanging up.
Shinji walked back to the couch and resumed his perch on Nnoitra's lap, much to the older man's delight. Shinji wrapped his arms around Nnoitra's neck and sighed, looking down into a single violet eye.
"Nnoi…," Shinji started, licking his lips before continuing. "I wantcha ta meet 'er."
Nnoitra rolled his eyes and tried to sit up, irritated that Shinji would bring that up then. "Shin…."
"Please, Nnoi? I'm not askin' ya ta love her, or even like her, just… meet her. For me?"
Nnoitra's eye narrowed at the dirty tactics Shinji was using this time out and he opened his mouth to comment on it when Shinji cut him off with a strange look on his face.
"Remember a few weeks back, when ya told me ya wanted to gag me, tie me to my couch and fuck me till I couldn't walk straight for a week?" Shinji asked, leaning forward and flicking his tongue at the edge of the flap of bandana over Nnoitra's left eye.
Nnoitra grinned and nodded. "'course."
Shinji reached up and pushed Nnoitra's hair behind his ear, angling his head and whispering, "I'll letcha do it tanight."
So. Fucking. Tempting.
"Oh yeah?" Nnoitra's hands rested on Shinji's hips and began to knead his ass.
"All ya gotta do is agree." Shinji smirked.
"Andja say I fight dirty." Nnoitra muttered and Shinji giggled.
"Is that a yes I hear?" Shinji asked in a teasing voice as he sat back and grinned down at Nnoitra.
Nnoitra rolled his eye and shook his head. "Fine."
"Yay!" Shinji clapped his hands and hugged Nnoitra tightly as he bounced a couple times in his happiness. It was a start at least.
Shinji pulled back and cupped Nnoitra's face in his hands, leaning forward and placing his lips against Nnoitra's. Nnoitra's hand tightened around Shinji's hips and slowly crept back to his ass. Shinji's tongue tickled against Nnoitra's bottom lip and the larger man opened his mouth in greeting. Warm hands slid up the back of Shinji's shirt and he made a small noise as he coaxed Nnoitra's tongue out to play. Shinji moaned when his muscle met metal and he remembered the three studs in Nnoitra's tongue. Shinji leaned back a little, forcing Nnoitra to either lean as well or follow Shinji's mouth with his own. A long tongue flicked at Shinji's retreating lips and Shinji grinned before sliding the tip of his tongue in between the balls of Nnoitra's tongue rings. Nnoitra groaned and let Shinji play a moment before deepening the kiss and grinding his hips upward.
"But seriously, go shower first. There's only so much I can take." Shinji commented, pulling away and grinning widely at Nnoitra.
"Bitch." Nnoitra grumbled and stood up, pulling his shirt over his head. "Better have that shit ready when I'm done."
Shinji saluted Nnoitra and giggled when the man rolled his eye at him before trotting off and grabbing the supplies he would need for the rest of their evening.
Tesla wasn't sure how long he'd be able to avoid the subject of his job with Takashiro but he could tell that it wasn't going to be for very long. Already that night when the man had called him he had almost spilled but had managed to cover it up when Yumi called out that he had a client. Thankfully Takashiro was out of town for the next few days because of his company doing… something. Tesla didn't really ever listen to the man when he spoke unless it was commands or grunted words of affection. The car he was in stopped in front of his apartment and he reached for his shoulder bag, smiling and thanking the driver before handing over the fare and stepping out into the cold, wet wind. Tesla knew it wouldn't do him any good, but he pulled out his umbrella anyway and ran across the street as fast as he could.
By the time he reached the door he was soaking wet and ready for a nice hot shower before he fell fast asleep on his comfortable mattress. He fished out his key and opened the door quietly, noticing the windows were dark, so as not to wake anyone if they were sleeping. Tesla saw that the TV was still on first, the sound low and barely discernable as Tesla quietly shut the door behind him. He reached up to pull off his jacket when he noticed the movement on the couch. Hazel eyes immediately shifted to the couch and caught sight of a back glistening in sweat. And muffled groan was heard and springs squealed in protest as the back arched and rocked. It was an instant before Tesla realized what he was looking at and another before he found himself unable to move from his spot. Tesla heard Nnoitra growl something low and gruff, heard Shinji try to respond but only managing muffled, wet, and incoherent cries. Sharp slapping sounds of hot wet skin filled the silence and goose bumps broke out across Tesla's skin. He felt the heat rise in him, felt his arousal sparked and he closed his eyes. He shouldn't be there. He shouldn't be listening to or watching this.
When Tesla opened his eyes Nnoitra sat back on his heels and made an elaborate movement of his arms, Tesla catching a glimpse of Shinji was he was roughly rolled over onto his back. Nnoitra dipped his head and thrust his hips forward, moaning loudly when he did so.
"Ah, fuck yeah. Ya just eat me right up, dontcha?" Nnoitra husked and Tesla felt his knees go weak. Oh how he had missed that man's deep and mesmerizing voice grunting and growling commands in his ears from behind. Tesla could forget all about the pain in his ass when Nnoitra spoke to him.
Shinji made a noise that was somewhere between a squeal and a scream and Nnoitra picked up his pace from brutal thrusts to savage pounding. Suddenly loud hissing breaths were heard over Nnoitra's animalistic grunts and Shinji began to sob beneath the larger man.
"Oh… oh fuck… Nnoi… un-gah! Yes!"
Tesla moved then. He couldn't afford to get caught just standing there, watching these two men share a very private and intimate moment, especially with the quickly hardening member trapped between body and cloth. Slowly he inched by the couch, hoping to stay in Nnoitra's blind spot the entire time. He managed one last peek just before he entered the hallway, seeing for the first time a neon pink gag tossed casually on the floor and a thick dark pink satin rope tying Shinji's wrists to the feet of the couch. Tesla jumped out of sight and quickly hid in his room, able to escape the scene in the living room but far from able to escape the sounds. He took it was as punishment for spying for so long and crawled immediately into his bed.
"Hey, you busy today?" Ichigo asked Shinji in a phone call Saturday morning and the blond man shrugged.
"Not really. I mean I've got Yo-chan today, but that's not stoppin' me doing stuff."
"You should come over. Grimm wants to throw out the idea of a house warming party and I think it'd be really fun so I got him to compromise if it was just you and Nnoitra."
Shinji snorted. "How long did that take?"
Ichigo sighed dramatically. "Three days. I swear I'm losing my touch now that the kids are here. It's almost easier just to fucking let him have his way."
Shinji giggled. "Oh, c'mon Ichi. We all know who really wears the pants in yer relationship."
Ichigo chuckled. "So come over about noonish, alright? Don't bring anything or he'll flip out on you." Ichigo grumbled. "I've never met a man so adverse to parties for him."
"Yeah, ya'd think he'd be all over that shit with his ego."
"Alright, enough badmouthing my man." Ichigo chuckled. "I'll see ya."
"See ya."
Shinji looked down at the car seat that held Yayoi and smiled at his sleeping daughter. He hadn't even gotten a chance to talk to Nana that morning, to apologize if she was at all uncomfortable with the situation, but Etta had already driven Nana to school. It was just after nine in the morning and Shinji was expecting Nnoitra back at ten to meet Yayoi. Now that the tentative plans had changed he wondered if he should just have Nnoitra meet him there instead of having him come all the way back out to Shinji's place. However, it might be better for Nnoitra to meet Yayoi first then go hang out with Grimmjow, Ichigo and the kids. Shinji huffed a sigh and placed a fist on a cocked hip.
"Whaddya think?" Shinji asked Yayoi but the tiny baby made no sound. Shinji smiled softly at her and reached for his phone to tell Nnoitra to meet him at Ichigo's. It'd just be easier that way, most likely less stressful too.
Nnoitra sipped his beer and wondered how he had been talked into holding Tomoe. Again. It seemed the first thing Grimmjow did every time he saw Nnoitra anymore was shove the kid in his face. Nnoitra glared down at Tomoe who looked up at him with wide and slightly glassy eyes.
"Don't fuckin' 'spit up' on me, got it?"
Tomoe gurgled a reply and stuck her fist in her mouth before wobbling a bit and nearly toppling out of Nnoitra's lap. He reached out and caught her in time, looking around guiltily to see if Grimmjow or Ichigo had seen it happen. Ichigo was off in the kitchen and Grimmjow and coaxing Taichi into crawling. Nnoitra glanced down at Tomoe and narrowed his eye.
"Don't go gettin' me in trouble either." he grumbled.
Ichigo came out of the kitchen just as there was a knock at the front door and he wandered off to answer it. Nnoitra set Tomoe on the floor and hoped the clingy little girl would let him go without a fuss. He heard Shinji's voice and braced himself, not one bit eager to see the baby he knew was going to be with Shinji today. Shinji strut into the room, casually carrying the baby carrier in one hand and holding the strap of a diaper bag he had thrown over his opposite shoulder. He laughed at something Ichigo said and lifted the carrier to set it on the coffee table as if he had done that act his entire life. Nnoitra marveled a bit at how he could be so comfortable doing something like that until he remembered all the times he had babysat for that short guy at the club; Hana-something. Shinji had always had a soft spot for babies that Nnoitra had never understood.
He watched Shinji bend over and undo the buckles holding the tiny baby in the seat and slowly lifted her up, cradling her head has he pressed her against his chest. Shinji beamed down at the baby and Ichigo smiled before his eyes traveled to his own children. Grimmjow smirked and shook his head, slapping Shinji on the back and congratulating him on joining him and Ichigo in fatherhood.
"It's a fuckin' ride, I'll say that." Grimmjow chuckled and Shinji nodded.
Shinji's eyes finally caught Nnoitra's and he grinned, biting down briefly on his lower lip before taking a slow step towards the tall man. Nnoitra frowned harder that he had been and his eyes fixed on the tiny form in Shinji's arms.
"Nnoi, this is Yayoi." Shinji said and he resituated the baby so that Nnoitra could see her face.
Nnoitra didn't react outwardly save for a slight narrowing to his visible eye and a tightening of his lips. His nostrils flared briefly but that was it, and Shinji's eyebrows pulled together for a moment. Inside Nnoitra couldn't fathom a way to understand what was going on. She was tiny and pale and wrinkly and her face was scrunched up making her look like an angry old man but he still caught himself wanting to reach out and touch her cheek. He was appalled at the thought and balled his fist, sneering a bit and leaning back.
"Cute." he mumbled and Shinji frowned.
"I just hope she doesn't end up lookin' like you." Grimmjow said loudly and Ichigo slapped his shoulder.
Shinji sneered and looked away from Nnoitra to address Grimmjow's comment.
"You had just better hope one'a yer boys isn't a better dancer than Ichi was. Or Heaven forbid Tomo-chan." he said huffily before walking away to sit with the triplets in the play area.
Ichigo whispered fiercely at Grimmjow who responded in kind before Ichigo stalked away to be with Shinji and the kids. Nnoitra walked up to his side and grunted.
"Thought you an' Blondie were on better terms when I left?" Nnoitra said and Grimmjow snorted.
"It's a long story." Grimmjow answered, crossing his arms over his chest and looking adamantly away from Nnoitra's gaze.
"And?"
Grimmjow sighed and walked out of the living room to the kitchen, Nnoitra following behind him. Grimmjow pulled two beers out of the refrigerator and handed one to Nnoitra before he sighed yet again.
"So fuckin' tell." Nnoitra pushed and Grimmjow glared at the counter.
"Ichi and I got in a fight a bit after you left and to get back at me…," Grimmjow took a long swig of his beer and a deep breath. "He kissed Blondie right in front of me."
Nnoitra stared at him with one wide violet eye before the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Yer shittin' me."
"Why would I lie and make myself look bad?" Grimmjow asked incredulously and Nnoitra laughed.
The fuck were ya fightin' about that made him do that?"
Grimmjow frowned. "Nothing. Anyway, every time I see Blondie now I think of that kiss and it fuckin' pisses me off."
Nnoitra snickered into his beer and shook his head. He'd sure missed some fun things while he was gone.
"So, whaddya think of the new brat?" Grimmjow asked and Nnoitra grunted.
"So what? Don't she live with her mama?"
Grimmjow smirked. "Yer an idiot if you think that kid doesn't change things for you two."
"Fuck you."
Grimmjow laughed. "I'll be getting to say 'I told you so.' real soon I think."
Nnoitra sneered into his beer as Grimmjow continued to laugh and caught sight of Shinji and Ichigo fussing over Yayoi. Nnoitra frowned and rubbed his thumb over the mouth of the beer bottle he was holding. He'd just gotten Blondie back and now something else was in the way trying to fuck shit up. Nnoitra took another pull from his beer and set the bottle aside. It couldn't be that bad, could it?
A/N Yay! I finally posted something! lol Most of you know the details behind the delay and those who want to know can head over the the FC to find out. Anyway... I hope everyone liked this chapter and I'd love to hear what you think!
Enjoy~
~Penny