Yuki's P.O.V - - - - - -

"So you're still not going to tell me where we are going?" I asked Grimmjow. He sighed, and turned down the music he was blasting; I think it was Faint by Linkin Park.

"For the tenth time, no." he said while chuckling. "It's not too much farther, so you'll see then."

I sighed and leaned against the window.

"Fine…" I grumbled.

Within a couple minutes, we pulled up to a restaurant. The car came to a halt, and Grimmjow made his way out. I followed.

"What's this place?" I asked quizzically. He attempted to put his arm around my shoulder as he walked up to me, but I moved out of the way just in time.

Nice try.

He rolled his eyes. "It's an Italian restaurant."

"Oh…"

I love Italian food. But he couldn't have known that, could he…?

We made our way inside and Grimmjow spoke to the host up front. I took a look around the place to notice it was incredibly fancy.

I suddenly feel underdressed…

I looked down at my clothes and tugged at my shirt uncomfortably.

"Alright, come on." Grimmjow said as he walked past me with the host. I followed.

We ended up in a secluded area with only a couple people; it looked to be V.I.P.

"We will have someone here in just a moment to take your orders." The host said while smiling. Grimmjow nodded without looking and grabbed a menu.

"Get anything you want." He stated.

I half nodded and began to look through the menu.

Tiramisu…Veal Scaloppini….Garnished Rice…

I began to feel myself drool.

Grimmjow smirked at this. "See anything you like?" I half nodded in my zombified state.

I then took a look at the prices and almost choked.

"This…This is way too expensive!" I whispered loudly to him. He shrugged it off.

"Nothing too expensive for me. Don't worry; get what you want, like I said."

I gulped down nervously.

I was used to expensive dishes, sure. At the same time, I was a bit of a cheap-o and would never buy a dish over 15 bucks. More than half of the stuff on this menu was over 50!

Next thing I knew, a waitress came back to take our orders.

"Hello! My name is Rachael and I'll be your server for the night." She said happily.

I couldn't help but notice that she was also staring at Grimmjow.

"So, are you and your girlfriend ready to order?" she said to Grimmjow.

"I'm not his girlfriend." I said while clearing my voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry. What a shame." She plainly stated.

Psh.

Grimmjow paid no attention and began saying what he wanted. Half of it I couldn't understand. I think I heard pasta or something somewhere in there.

"And for you?" the waitress said with a somewhat harsh tone.

"Um…" I started. I looked through the menu some more. I couldn't read or pronounce half of the stuff on it.

Aw crap

"I'll just have a pasta dish with light sauce and some iced tea please." I finally said. She looked at me a little disapprovingly, but wrote it down.

"I'll be back as soon as it's finished." She said while smiling at Grimmjow again. She then waltzed off.

For some reason, it made me feel a little angry.

"Why so red?" Asked Grimmjow with a slight smirk. I turned away.

"Nothing."

It was silent for a moment.

"So…I didn't know that you spoke Italian?"

He looked up from the table.

"Well, I can't speak it; not fluently anyways. I have an understanding of it though."

I nodded.

Again, there was silence and I sighed.

Maybe I shouldn't have accepted this. It feels so awkward…

I then noticed that Grimmjow was watching me. His usual cold blue eyes seemed softer and he was much more relaxed.

"What?" I asked harshly. He shrugged.

"Nothing. Just felt like staring at you."

I felt a bit taken aback for a moment, and then composed myself, as Grimmjow had noticed my expression.

"So…"

I started.

"Hm?"

"Are you really serious about…about liking me? Really?" I asked a little shakier then I had intended.

He closed his eyes for a moment.

"I may be guilty of a lot of things, but I ain't no liar."

I half-nodded.

"What about you?"

I tilted my head.

"What about me?"

He chuckled. "What do you think of me?"

I looked to the side, unsure what to say.

Why do you feel so tongue-tied! You hate the guy! He's a jerk! A perverted jerk!

I looked up to Grimmjow.

But…he has his moments. Like when he saved you from those goons the other day and even when he brought you those roses today…

"I don't like you." I flat-out stated.

He remained composed.

"But…I guess I don't hate you."

He began to smile.

"But don't think that that means anything! Because that can change at any moment!"

He rolled his eyes.

"Just means that I'll have to work harder, huh?"

Before I could say anything, the food and drinks were at the table.

"Enjoy." Rachael said, and walked off.

I stared at the delectable dish, and boy did I enjoy it.

"That was delicious!" I said while holding my stomach.

"Sure was." Grimmjow said as he finished his last bite.

The waitress came back with our tab and Grimmjow paid it.

"You ready to go?"

I nodded happily.

Good food always puts me in a great mood.

"Sure!"

He nodded and we made our way out of the restaurant and back to the car.

As I took my seat in the car, I suddenly felt Grimmjow grab my arm.

"What are you…?" I began.

"Shh! Just be quiet for a minute!" He whispered loudly as he ducked our heads down.

I did as he said, and after a couple minutes he sighed and let go of me.

"What was that all about?" I said while rubbing my arm. He pinched his brow.

"That was Aizen and his squad of dogs. I thought…I thought if I went farther out for our date he wouldn't see us."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

He shook his head. "You remember that day you met him? I guess ever since then, he's had some sort of fascination with you. Probably just wants to get you in the sack." He plainly stated.

I pulled back a bit.

"B-But why?"

He shook his head. "Not sure. But it's good that I found out earlier than later." And with that, he put the car in drive, and we began to go back home.

We finally ended up in his neighborhood, but only to see that the front of his house was surrounded by cars and some scary looking people.

"Fuck." He said angrily. He took a quick turn and drove the opposite direction.

"Hope they didn't see me…" he said quietly. I rolled my eyes.

"Have you seen your car? It's a little hard to miss."

He looked at me for a moment.

"You better hope they didn't; for your sake."

My eyes widened for a moment.

"W-Where those more of Aizen's gang?" He nodded.

"Yeah, they were. And I bet I know exactly how they knew where to look for you." He stated harshly.

"What do you mean?"

I could see him grind his teeth.

"Fucking Ulquiorra. He just loves to piss me off."

I stayed quiet and looked down at my lap, unsure of what to say.

"We're going to your house. It's probably the only safe place. I don't think he knows where you live yet."

I looked at him to say something, but his expression scared me. His eyes were full of hate, like the first time I met him. I could see a small vein pulsating in his forehead, and his breath was quickening.

"Hey, it's ok…"

"No, it's not ok. It's not fucking ok." He said through gritted teeth.

I looked back down at my lap.

Next thing I knew, we were at my house. Grimmjow hopped out of the car, but I stayed sitting.

"Hey, hurry up." He said.

I could feel myself shake a little.

Why did I feel so scared? This was not like me!

I finally managed to get out of the car, and I shut the door behind me. I noticed that Grimmjow was already at my door, so I hurried up after him. I opened it and we both walked in.

"Is there anyone else here?" Grimmjow asked.

I shook my head and shut the door behind me.

"No. My family went away for a couple days." He nodded, hands in his pockets.

"So…" He started. "Can I crash here for the night then?"

My eyes widened. "Crash? Here? I don't think so."

He lifted his brow.

"I remember a certain girl who needed a place to stay in a time of need."

I rolled my eyes, and put my hands on my hips.

"Fine!" I yelled, and stomped upstairs. I walked into my room and fell on my bed.

Ugh! What a bi-polar jerk!

I heard the floor creak, and Grimmjow stood in the doorway.

"So, we gonna share your bed tonight?" I turned over to him, and glared.

"You wish." I hissed. He smirked.

"Anyways…" I started. I turned away so my back was facing him.

"Thanks for today…I guess. It wasn't too bad." I heard a small laugh.

"Thought you'd like it. Had to do some digging for this little date of ours."

I turned to him. "What do you mean?"

He scratched the back of his head. "I spoke to that ditzy friend of yours. She told me you liked Italian."

I closed my eyes and sighed.

That little sneak! She's gonna hear it from me…

"Of course."

Grimmjow then sat on my bed.

"H-hey!" I started.

"Oh be quiet. I'm just sitting. Relax virgin girl. Jeez." I glared at him and threw one of my pillows at him.

"Maybe I wouldn't be so on edge if you weren't such a huge damn pervert!"

He smirked. "I take that as a compliment."

"Ugh! Whatever." I said while slamming my face in my pillow.

It was silent for a moment.

"Oi." Grimmjow said.

"What." I stated.

"We gotta figure out what we're going to do."

I looked up at him. "About what?"

"About Aizen."

"Oh…" I whispered.

"He's not going to forget, you know. He likes to chase young pretty girls around; it's a sport to him. And now he knows that you and I are connected somehow, which means he's gonna come looking for me." He started.

"Yeah…"

"So…I don't think I'll be able to go back home. Not for a while at least." He finished.

I sat myself upright on my elbow.

"So, what? Are you saying that you should stay here permanently or something?" I asked.

He shrugged. "No, just a for a while, like I said."

I rolled my eyes.

"Like that's going to happen."

Grimmjow sighed.

"If I'm here with you, I'll be able to watch over you. It'll be safer for you in the end."

I shook my head. "You're a pervert. And an ass. I think I'd rather live without that, thanks."

He stood up.

"You don't understand. This isn't a joke." He said loudly.

I sat up.

"I get that. But you can't just expect me to let you stay here. One night is one thing, but to stay here for an extended period of time? My parents would never allow that." He shook his head.

"Then don't tell them."

I stood up.

"It's not that easy you know."

He crossed his arms.

"If I'm not with you, I can tell you right now, it's not going to be pleasant for you when he finds you."

I sighed heavily.

WELL what the HELL am I supposed to do then? I can't just let him stay here…but he's somewhat right…though it pains me to admit that.

I paced around the room for a bit.

"My parents are going to be gone for a couple days." I started.

"You can stay until they come home. That's all I can offer for now."

He nodded.

"That'll work for now."

I stopped and turned to him.

"No funny business though. You can sleep on the couch downstairs. And you need to clean up after yourself; we aren't pigs here." I said while remembering the messy state of his place.

He smirked and slowly walked over to me.

"Maybe I'll sneak into bed with you. I hate sleeping on the couch." He moved in a little closer; closer then I would have liked. "Besides," I could feel his breath on my face now. "I'm sure you'd like it." He whispered.

I backed up a bit and stared at him defiantly. "Yeah, sure. I would love it." I said sarcastically.

Not.

"How do you know you wouldn't? Maybe you should kiss me just to see." He said while coming closer.

I shook my head. "I don't need to kiss you to know that I wouldn't like being with you, let alone around you." I hissed.

"I don't buy it; you've been getting a lot more nervous around me, and have been late with your comebacks. I think you're starting to like me." He said very matter-of-factly. Next thing I knew, he held my chin in his hand.

"And if you don't, then I dare you to just prove it to me by kissing me. If you don't feel anything, then I'll leave you alone; it'll be a lost cause then."

My head was telling me to push him away and tell him to screw off…

But my body was thinking a whole-nother thing.

Next thing I knew, I closed the gap between us.

"I was always a sucker for dares." I whispered.

I could feel his breath on my lips. He let go of my chin and wrapped one of his arms around my waist. He used the other to pick me up and throw me on the bed with himself, straddling me.

It was at that instant that I felt his lips crash upon mine. And for that moment…I completely and knowingly accepted it.