*Warning: Contains brief fluff*
Chapter 2
As Steph and Shira walked out onto the decorative patio, they gazed in awe at the party decorations. There were red and green streamers layed across the tall wooden fence and over the trees. An array of colored balloons were tired to the tables around the pool in groups. The lights were turned on, causing the pool to look like a rainbow of bright colors. Chairs were set out next to the grass. She figured that was where she could set her towel to lay down on it.
"This is awesome!" Shira smiled brightly. Steph nodded along with her, seeing how everything was carefully placed. As everyone walked out into the yard, some people sat down in chairs to relax. Ulquiorra put an umbrella over his head to shade him from the sun – what a stick in the mud. Gin and Matsumoto were the first ones into the pool, walking in and setting down in the shallow region of the pool. It was a large built in pool like you would see at a public swimming place.
Shira grabbed Toshiro's hand and led him to the water. Toshiro smiled, putting on a small bit of sunscreen on his face. As they grew near the pool, Toshiro smirked. Quickly grabbing Shira, he pushed her into the water, laughing loudly as she resurfaced. She growled, her face bright red.
"You should have seen the look on your face!" Toshiro howled in laugher, gripping his side. Shira simply narrowed her eyes, angry. But she would get back at him, oh yes she would.
Steph walked over to a spot on the grass in the middle of the lawn so she wasn't too close to anything. As she layed her towel on the ground, Grimmjow walked up behind her.
"Do you need me to put some sun-tan lotion on you?" he offered to her, holding a bottle of tanning lotion in his hand. Steph thought about it; no one else was going to help her.
"Alright. But don't let your hands get too happy," she warned, laying down on her towel as she crossed her arms, laying her head on them. Grimmjow slowly crawled over her, putting his legs on either side of her as he sat down on her rear. She blushed lightly as he filled with hand with lotion, practically feeling him smirk. His colds, moistened hands touched her lower back, sending shivers up her spine. She held her breath, trying to stop her blush from worsening. With that, Grimmjow started to rub her sides, making circle motions slowly as he rubbed in the lotion. Steph continued to blush and shutter under his touch, holding in her breath. When Grimmjow moved higher, she felt the strings across her back come undone. She gasped, letting all the air out, as she quickly put her elbows down lower.
"Grimmjow, what did you do?" she growled, hearing him chuckled lightly as he continued to massage the lotion in slowly. He leant down and whispered.
"I untied it so that I could get your full back," he explained, running his hands higher up onto her tense shoulders. At his touch, the immediately relaxed. And he knew it. Grimmjow smirked like a shark as his hands roamed her back, moving to the sides of her shoulders. When his hands were back on her hips, they traveled to her belly underneath. Then they crawled upward, to the unprotected glories that his hands targeted. However, before they could reach their destination, Steph covered them with her hands. Grimmjow growled in annoyance, going back to rubbing the lotion in.
From a distance, Shiro and Ichigo were watching in envy from a table near the pool. "What a jerk," Ichigo pouted, folding his arms over his chest.
"You think he's a jerk? That's an understatement," Shiro replied, glaring death rays at Grimmjow, wishing his head would explode and Steph would jump into his arms.
As the two sat in jealousy, Shira looked towards the small bar they had set up. She saw Nnoitra sitting down, watching everyone else. A small smirk played on her lips as she saw this was her chance. In an instant, she was sitting next to said Espada, looking at his choice of drink.
"So, how are you, Nnoitra?" she asked, looking him in the eye as she smiled. He simply smirked back at her, puzzled as to why she would care about how he was feeling.
"Well, I'm feeling better now that you're here," he admitted, taking a drink of his mixed drink. "But where's Shorty?" he asked, looking over to Shira with his eye slightly narrowed.
"Oh, he's off somewhere else," she said. Then she looked around and leaned closer to him. "I'm trying to get back at him for what he did earlier. Can you help me out?" she whispered, trying to make everything look normal as she did. Nnoitra looked at her confused.
"Like what?" he asked, taking another drink. She thought about it, getting a good idea.
"Just play along," she spoke as she sat back in her normal spot. "So, do you want to go swimming with me, Nnoitra?" she asked loud enough for Toshiro to hear. With that, Toshiro turned his head to look at Shira and Nnoitra as they walked towards the pool together. "Man, I'm having so much fun with you. At least you don't push me into the pool," she continued, getting to the edge and sitting down on the side as Nnoitra jumped into the pool. When he resurfaced, he was right by Shira. So, he swam closer and put his head on her legs as he smirked towards Toshiro, who growled lightly.
"No, she's obsessed with me. She'll break down, right? She'll come back to me, right?" he whispered to himself as if he was insane. When Shira got into the pool with him and began to play with him using the swimming noodles, his head mentally exploded and turned into confetti. He gazed in shock as she giggled and laughed and played. 'No, she's my woman,' Toshiro thought as he stood up. However, Gin stopped him.
"Wait a minute, buddy. You're doing exactly what she wants. If you want her to come back to you, you need to resist her. That's how I got Matsumoto," he explained in a whisper. Toshiro thought more about it. "Come on, we need to urge her to come back to you, and the best way is to make her jealous or deprived," he finished, leading Toshiro back to his chair.
Grimmjow finished putting lotion on Steph and moved off her after he retied her top. "Do you want me to do your legs and your stomach?" he asked, putting some more in his hands as he wiped his face down.
"I think I'll let someone else help me with that," she explained. Grimmjow frowned lightly. However, he then took off his shirt, revealing his tightly toned chest as Steph gasped in amazement.
"Then will you help me?" he asked, handing her the lotion. She shrugged her shoulders, putting some on her hands. She waited for him to turn around so she could get her back, but he simply looked down at her in expectancy. "Aren't you going to put it on?"
"Aren't you going to turn around?" she shot back at him.
"No, I need you to put it on my chest because I can't get in the little places," he explained, laying down on her towel with his arms behind his head. She blushed lightly, sitting on her knees beside him as she poured a large gloop of lotion onto his chest. He jumped from the cold. "Hey!" he shouted, looking at her agitatedly. She simply giggled, causing his frown to soften into a small smile. With that, she began to rub down his chest as he closed his eyes and relaxed.
Steph then drug her finger over his chest in one area, causing him to open his eyes. He looked into her own eyes as she continued to fondle with his muscles. He smiled in victory as she toyed with him. "You know, it would be easier if you sat on my lap," he chuckled to her. Blushing, she stood up and sat down on his hips, continuing to rub her finger down his chest. He grinned, relaxing once more.
After she rubbed his chest and back, she stood up and stretched her legs out. With that, she set the lotion down and walked towards the pool. Renji, Matsumoto, Shira, Nnoitra, Ichigo, and Shiro were all swimming. With that, Steph hopped into the luke warm water and swam over to Ichigo, seeing him smile. He was shirtless, but he didn't have as much muscle as Grimmjow.
"Hey," Ichigo smiled brightly to her. She smiled back to him. She was about to say something, but a beach ball hit her head. She looked in the direction it was thrown from and saw a smirking Shiro. With that, she started to walk towards him with an angry face. With that, he continued to smirk as he made his way out of the pool. In seconds, Steph was running after him, getting out of the pool and heading towards the house. "When I get my hands on you!" she cried as he ran into the house. She quickly followed him, chasing behind him as he ran into Grimmjow's room. She ran into the room, going a ways before she stopped. Looking around, she couldn't find him.
Suddenly the door shut behind her as the room went ever darker. She quickly turned around, only to be grabbed by the wrists and thrown onto the bed. She gasped loudly as Shiro hovered above her, the liquor strong on his breath. She cringed as she turned her head to the side.
"Wazza matter?" he spoke in a slurred voice, running his tongue down her cheek. She shivered.
"You're drunk," she protested, trying to push him off. As she continued, he forcefully put his lips to hers, kissing her hard and rough as his tongue slid into her mouth. She gasped, tasting the vodka immediately. His hands began to travel up her body, causing her to shake and shiver under his touch. Quickly, he grabbed ahold of her hips, flipping them over so she was on top. She continued to squirm, unable to get out of his grasp.
Ichigo then opened the door to Grimmjow's room, seeing Shiro hold her down forcedly. He gasped, quickly running over to her and picking her up out of his grasp. Shiro growled as Ichigo walked out of the room, setting Steph down in the hall. She regained her balance and sighed, glad Ichigo had arrived.
As they walked back out to the patio, they heard the voice playing quietly. As everyone jumped in and out of the pools, the sun began to set. The sky was now a dark orange color and the music was louder. When Shira and Steph knew the song, they jumped up and started dancing, getting joined by Nnoitra, Grimmjow, and Ichigo. It was a small group of dancers, but they were having a blast. Grimmjow started dirty dancing and doing the air hump behind Steph and she didn't even notice, but everyone else was laughing to themselves.
After the sun started to go down, everyone else joined in on the dancefloor they had set up for the party. With flashing lights and loud music, everyone was getting into the groove. During the song "Low", Grimmjow held onto Steph's hips and danced behind her closely. Shira danced somewhat next to Toshiro. When she would get close to him, he would suddenly move away from her as if she had cooties or something. But everyone was having a good time.
Shiro, now wearing shorts, stepped in front of Steph and started to dance with her as well, grabbing her arms and lifting them into the air and he ran his hands down them, going down her body to feel it's curves. Ichigo noticed and quickly moved closer to her, still dancing to the music.
Shira tried once again to move closer to Toshiro; however, he turned away from her and continued to dance. She was getting a little tired of it; she wanted the old Toshiro back!
Matsumoto then turned the music off and everyone stopped. Their eyes were on her, wondering why she stopped the music.
"Time for bed, kids," she said in a voice like an old lady. Everyone pouted.
"We're over the age of 18 now, we can keep partying!" Shira denied, trying to reason with her. She simply shook her head. Gin stood next to her, giving them all the creepy smile. They groaned and complained, moving into the house. With that, the men started to branch off, Ulquiorra, Renji and Nnoitra going into one room, Ichigo, Shiro, and Toshiro going into another, and Grimmjow standing next to the group of girls still in the living room.
"Alright, so Shira, Matsumoto, and Gin can go into the spare room down the hall while Steph goes with me," he instructed them. Steph was first to deny.
"What? No, I don't want to sleep with you tonight. You might do something to me in your sleep," she protested.
"And I want to be with Toshiro," she demanded. Grimmjow thought about it for a minute, and then came up with a solution. Walking into Toshiro's shared room with Shira behind him, he told Ichigo and Shiro that they could sleep in the living room while Shira stayed with Toshiro. They swapped out, the boys holding up their sleeping bags, already in their pajamas. Ichigo took his place on the couch and Shiro took his spot on another small couch. Matsumoto smiled as she ran into her room with Gin. Steph was about to follow, but Grimmjow stopped her.
"Not so fast, princess," he smirked. She looked back up at him with confusion. "With those two sharing a room, I don't think you want to be in there around midnight," Grimmjow commented. Steph blushed deeply.
"Well, then I'll go stay with Ichigo and Shiro," she explained, walking towards the living room, but Grimmjow stopped her again, this time dragging her to his room. He pushed her in and shut the door.
"Besides, you don't have any pj's. If you stay out there, you'll freeze your pretty little ass off," he explained, digging through his drawers. He pulled out a large white shirt and a pair of his boxers and tossed them to her. She caught the shirt but dodged the boxers.
"I'm not wearing those!" she protested, keeping her distance from the underwear. He sighed, taking off his shirt.
"Then you'll have to go commando, and I don't think you want that when I go commando too," he continued. She made a face of shock, imagining herself in only a white, baggy, large t-shirt. With a heavy sigh, she picked up the boxers and turned around.
"Alright, but don't look!" she warned him, taking off her swimsuit. Grimmjow was also turned around, putting on his own pajamas. But he didn't get an opportunity like this very often. With a sneaky face, he turned his head lightly and looked at her. When he did, he saw a mirror by her feet. She already had the blue boxers on, but she didn't have a shirt on.
"Oh my GAWD!" he yelled as he saw her top half. She quickly covered herself, turning around with a bright red face. Grimmjow then fell to the ground anime style as his nose began to bleed. Angry, Steph stomped over to him, planting her foot on his smirking face and trying to squish it. He only laughed loudly as she did, making her only angrier.
"You perv!" she cried, putting her shirt on and stomping back towards the bed. With that, she crawled under the covers and threw them over her head. Grimmjow finally stopped laughing, wiping a tear from his eye and the blood from his nose. He stood up and walked over to the bed, climbing in after her.
He leaned over, his chest pressed against her back as he smirked lightly. This was where the fun would start.
*No, she doesn't get raped. -.- Just wait for the third chapter and you'll see what goes on.