This Means War

Orihime's P.O.V

As I continued to stand still in a frozen state behind my car, I was so afraid to turn around and look into the raging eyes of Kurosaki Ichigo.

I leaned my head on the trunk and bit my lip, trying to stop the tears from falling but it just wasn't working anymore. How did things between Ichigo and I get 'this' bad?, I snorted at that thought then, it was already bad it was just today that it finally fell apart.

"Oi Orihime-chan! You gonna get in or what?" Jaggerjack shouted from my car. I was brought back from my world of darkness and quickly put my stuff in my trunk and hastily got in the driver's seat next to Jaggerjack; waiting a couple of minutes before actually starting the car.

"Hey, you okay girl? Your all pale n' shit"

Getting pretty tired of his over use of curse words I gave him a icy agitated look.

"I'm fine, and your wide use of language impresses me not". He shot me back the same look before giving me a some what softer expression. I raised my eyebrow in question.

"What?" I asked rather rudely.

"Your lip..it's bleeding a bit" he pointed at it.

I hadn't even noticed the red liquid coming down the rest of my chin and dripping on my tight red pants. Before I could stop him, he slowly and hesitantly wiped the blood away from chin and smeared on his own lips, before finally licking it away with one sweep of his tongue.

I have no idea why ,but at the sight of him licking those nice, kissable lips of his it drove me insane and turned me o- HOLD THE FUCK UP! Why did 'that' type of thought just invade my head like that? What the hell am I thinking, I cannot! Fall for this guy like some hyped up school girl. A light blush crept over my face as he stared back at me with a seductive smirk, he was anticipating my reaction! I toke this time to put the car in drive and pull the car out of the parking lot like a bat out of hell.

Grimmjow's P.O.V

I held on to the car seat like it was my life line. I don't know who taught this girl how to drive but whoever did needs to be shot right fucking now. Looking over at Orihime, I saw her nerves appear all over her like an open book, the jerking thing she kept doing with her right shoulder and the redness over her face as she looked over at me out the corner of her eye. I smirked and waved when we made eye contact, she jumped and swerved out the way of a rig truck.

The sound of the horn from the truck faded away as Orihime drove away whispering apologies. I was pretty sure my breakfast and lunch had switched places in my stomach by that point and I vowed to never distract her like that again while she was driving.

Pretty soon we got to her house, that not to mention looked like a fucking castle in my eyes. When she spotted my bewildered expression she only brushed it off saying that it only had five floors and the only reason it was so big was because of the garage. That made my eyes go even wider, she sighed and pulled her house keys out of her pocket and opened the door only to yell out in agony. When I rushed inside with her to see what had happened I slightly narrowed my eyes at the trashed place. Who in the fuck would do something like this?

All types of nasty graffiti were written on her cream walls, the couches, tables, and chairs were either flipped over or completely destroyed and what looked like a computer was smashed to bits in the middle of the floor.

I looked around to see Orihime desperately trying to put something back together and little glass shards tinkling together as she did so.

"Ori-Orihime what are you doing?"

She gave me no response except still trying to repair what was obviously destroyed and wouldn't be able to be fixed no matter what method you used. She let out a tearful whimper before letting out a heartbreaking wail as she crushed the glass pieces together in her hand.

Getting a closer look I realized it was a picture frame of what looked like Orihime as a baby and two people smiling in the picture. One male with the same color hair as the girl and a woman with long flowing chestnut hair ,but matching gray eyes. That's when I gave Orihime a sympathetic smile, despite it being out of my nature I honestly felt really bad for her.

Quickly I smacked the remaining shards out of Orihime's hands and rushed her to the kitchen sink and ran cold water over her wounds. She sniffled and winced whenever I got the deep cuts.

"I know it sucks about the picture, but you've gotta be more careful girl!" I scolded her.

For a second I thought I went too hard on her as I saw her bottom lip tremor. Then she stopped and just gave me a solemn look instead.

"I really am pathetic aren't I?...both of my parents died when I was fourteen, in a plane crash" she bit her lip again and a few tears fell. "i know it was long time ago ,but I still remember it like it was yesterday and that was the only memento I had of them"

she said leaning into my chest.

I gently guided my finger under her chin and lifted it up towards me. Carefully, I tugged on her bottom lip to make her teeth release it from their death hold, she caught the gist of what I was trying to do and reluctantly let it out of her mouth. I wanted so badly to kiss her at that moment, but I wasn't that type of dude, I wasn't the type to take a girl when she was in a state of shock and hurt.

Instead I was the type to be there when you needed a shoulder to cry on because boy I never had one (not that I cried anyway).

"Oi, Orihime-chan where's your room?" I asked her.

Her head shot up from my chest and she gave me a icy glare while I snorted.

"Chill out girl, I'm not going to have sex with you while your a mess like this, I'm taking you to your room so you can sleep of the stress" I told her.

She blushed in embarrassment for thinking something like that and turned her head away from me.

"H-hey Grimm-jow"

She immediately had my attention then, she had never called me by my first name until now.

"What?" I answered.

She then turned towards me and leaned more into my chest.

"Would you mind carrying me there?" she asked timidly.

I smiled down at her and picked her up princess style. She blushed deeply and tried to hide it (she's so cute when she blushes).

"Don't worry, your knight is here to rescue you" I said in a phony heroic voice.

Cheesy I know, but chicks digged stuff like that, as expected Orihime let out a small giggle as I proceeded to carry her to her room (with the help of her directions to get us there).

When we got to her room she was surprised to see that it was untouched and the same way she left it this morning. I sighed and sat at the foot of her bed while she went inside her closet to change.

"How come you don't let anyone know about the doe you have?" I asked.

She stopped moving around and poked her head out of the door.

"Because I don't want people to like me just because of the money, I want them to like me, for me"

I furrowed my eyebrows at this, not really getting the meaning of her words. "Do people like me?, for me?"

I shook my head at that question, people were afraid of me and some even hate me, nobody likes me for me. With that depressing thought in mind a new thought came in my head. Orihime isn't afraid of me and she doesn't seem to hate me anymore either, before it was Jaggerjack and now it's just a hesitated 'Grimm-jow'.

She might be the only one that likes me for who I actually am.

Ichigo's P.O.V

Note: this is after Grimmjow, Orihime, and Ichigo got suspened and were leaving the school*

I still had Orihime's house key in my hands as I walked towards her door, hopefully she was here..possibly alone.

She even had the balls to taunt and prance around that punk ass Grimmjow like some whore, she liked me first and he knows that.

Anyways I opened her door only to find everything nice and neat like the way it was before I moved out, a various of pictures with me and her in them were still there and a couple of gifts I gave her were still in their regular spots.

"Why didn't she throw this stuff away yet?" I thought.

All the gifts she gave me were probably at the world's trash pit by now (I kept the Corvette though), yet here were all my gifts and our pictures still hanging up like they were never touched. Growling to myself for not being able to do this I simply whipped out my phone and called a couple of people.

"Hey, what's up Ichigo?"

"Yeah hey Renji, listen I need a favor" I told him.

"Like what?"

I rolled my eyes and had to bite my tongue to stop myself from calling him a dumbass.

"Listen, you remember what happened today right? How Orihime called me out like that in front of everyone?"

"Yeah dude, that was some crazy shit right there"

"Yeah it was, well she was lying but the coach didn't believe me and kicked me off the team anyway" I said narrowing my eyes in remembrance.

"Really dude? I can't believe Orihime would do that, I always saw her as shy and a little bit of a damsel in distress"

I rolled my eyes then, that's how everyone saw her. "Anyways I need you and Ikkaku to trash her place, it's not far from your house so I'll just pick you guys up" I instructed.

There was a moment of silence on the other line and I almost thought he hung up.

"Renji?"

"Dude I don't think this is right"

My eye twitched then, she toke my popularity straight to hell, got me kicked off the best football team I've ever been on, and he couldn't even do something as simple as this for me.

"Never mind Renji, I'll just find someone else to do it for me" he was about to say something but I had already hung up the phone and instead called someone who hated Orihime, Loly.