Yuki's P.O.V

It was Saturday afternoon; the day of my date with Grimmjow.

I still had no idea when he was planning on this date taking place, but I sure hoped he didn't think these night visits would become regular thing.

"Hey Yuki? Mom and Dad want to talk to you about something." My little brother Sora said, not even waiting for a reply.

I sighed, and sat up from my desk.

Grimmjow was right; I had finished the project.

Walking downstairs I noticed that my mom and dad were all packed. Sora, too.

"Where are you guys going?" I asked, a little confused.

My mother laughed cheerfully, her light blue eyes glistening and her long dark hair falling into her face. She didn't look a day older than thirty. Luckily, I got most of my features from her and not my dad…

"We are going on a trip to your uncles, remember? Just the three of us though, because you have school next week and your brother doesn't."

I nodded, barely remembering.

"We actually wanted to tell you that we are leaving now, honey." My father chimed in, flashing his pearly whites while stroking the sides of his dark mustache.

"Oh. Ok? I guess I'll see you guys when you come back then."

Both of my parents nodded, and Sora just stuck his tongue out at me.

As soon as they were there, they were gone.

I sighed.

"Well jeez. That was kinda unexpected…"

You see, my parents kinda made it a regular thing to visit family, especially my uncle. My dad and he run an advertisement business together, so they are always thinking of ways to do business, although it's more like hanging out between brothers. Mom handles the money in the business; she's the best accountant you could ask for.

Because of this, I guess you could say I was pretty well off.

I wasn't too big in the whole 'family' thing though, so I never really go on their little trips. I mean, I love my family, that's for sure.

It's just…my family on my dad's side is a bunch of goofballs, and it wasn't something I was too used to compared to my mother's side, which was much more relaxed.

I walked upstairs towards my room.

But I guess it's good that they are gone considering the fact that Grimmjow and I have a date. Wouldn't want them to meet him…

My phone started to ring just then, and I had noticed it was the same caller I.D. from last night.

I saved it quickly, and answered.

"Hello?"

"Oi, It's Grimmjow."

I rolled my eyes.

"I know that dummy. What do you want?"

"Just calling to remind you of our little date tonight."

"Don't worry; I didn't forget."

There was silence for a moment.

"I'll come to pick you up around seven, so be ready."

Before I could say anything else, he hung up. AGAIN.

"Rude much?"

I shut my phone and looked around the room for something to wear. I decided on a simple band t-shirt that said Linkin Park on it and some light-wash skinny jeans.

Looking at the clock, it was only 1:37.

"Well, I've still got some time. I'll just take a nap or something."

And with that, I laid on my bed and set an alarm. It didn't take long for me to fall fast asleep.

Grimmjow's P.O.V.

"So you're really taking this girl out?" Ulquiorra asked.

I buttoned up the rest of my white shirt and stared at my reflection in the mirror.

"Yeah."

There was silence for a couple minutes.

"Why?"

I sighed heavily.

"Look man, I don't know. She's…she's just not like most other girls, you know?"

He crossed his arms.

"Compared to who? The whores you bring into your bedroom every other night to play around with?"

I glared at him.

"You already let yourself slip with her earlier, didn't you? And she resisted? Maybe she really does hate you." He finished, making sure to say each and every word slowly.

I could feel the heat rising in my face.

"If you're not going to do anything but be a whiny bastard, why don't you go bother someone else?" I hissed at him.

He seemed to smirk at my outburst, and waved his hand in the air.

"Fine then, have a good night."

I sighed deeply and took a look at the clock.

"6:25, huh? I should probably go get her now."

I grabbed the keys to my car and headed out the door.

Yuki's P.O.V.

I woke up to Requiem for a dream playing loudly on my phone.

"Jeez…I really need to change my alarm to something a little less intense…"

I yawned and dismissed the alarm.

"6:41? I better clean up a bit…"

I stopped.

Clean up?

For him?

Pft. Like it matters. He probably just wants to get in my pants, not that that's going to happen.

I smoothed out my hair and headed downstairs.

Just as I found myself walking past the front door, I heard a knock.

So now he's early. Great timing.

I opened the doors to see those very familiar sharp blue eyes as they gazed at me up and down.

And a smirk.

"Hey there." He said smoothly, while handing me a bouquet of roses.

I rolled my eyes and took them.

"A little cliché, don't you think? You might be trying a little too hard here Grimmjow."

His smirk began to change into a frown.

"What? You don't like roses? Don't all girls?"

"Stupid girls." I said flatly.

I walked over to the counter and quickly put them in a vase.

Although it was kind of him to bring them…

Wait.

No.

Why did I think that?

I shook my head and grabbed my purse.

"Ready to go?"

He nodded, and held his hand out for me to take.

Rolling my eyes, I walked right past him and down the steps.

He shut the door behind me and followed.

"So, where's your car?" I asked, looking around.

"There." He said, while pointing forward.

I looked over in the direction he pointed to see what looked like a very sleek, shiny, new and shall I say, dark blue LOTUS?

"Where in god's name did you get this!? I thought you couldn't afford something like that what with where you live…"

Suddenly, there was a click.

"Did you steal this?" I asked, arms folded.

He frowned and walked over to the car.

"No, I didn't steal this. Jeez, who do you think I am?"

For a moment, I felt a little bad.

I assumed too much.

He smirked. "I got this from my boss a bit ago for doing a job."

And now my dislike for him is back.

I walked over to the other side of the car and sat myself in.

"I don't know you, I don't want to know anything and I have no part in whatever this is" I said while motioning to the car.

"Just in case we get arrested." I jeered at him.

This time it was he who rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah."

He started the engine and off we went.

"So, where exactly are you taking me to eat? It's not a bar or something, is it? I'm not big on that scene. Plus, I don't want to see another drunken Grimmjow in my lifetime." I said, sighing at the last part.

"You'll see when we get there." He plainly replied, ignoring my last comment.

This better be good…

Grimmjow's P.O.V.

I smirked.

This'll be good.