Chapter 3:

The sound of high heel echoed through the corridor and long auburn hair flow in the air. Soon, a petit figure of a woman appeared with long and milky skinned legs being revealed from her cocktail dress. Orihime hurriedly increased her pace. And with every passing step her distance to the party closing with each step. What just happened confused yet baffled her. Its not that she wasn't scare of Grimmjow, but realizing she was nearly kissed by him, they nearly kissed. This kind of communion was absolutely new to her, and even right now has set her mind in disarray. What was I thinking? Why did I allowed him to do those? It felt intimate, too intimate. She wasn't ready for it yet. Then remembering the sudden mood and behavior change. Orihime didn't understand him at all. Maybe its a good thing that they don't see each other. Its probably better for them or just for her at this moment. She, then, turned the corner, came face to face with two familiar face, both seemed to be impatient with each others.

"Where have you been, Orihime!" Ichigo immediately came to her, feeling relieved as soon as he saw her.

"I went out to answer a call." Orihime lied.

"I told you that she would be fine." Rukia said to Ichigo in slight annoyance.

Then she turned to Orihime. "How can you put up with this moron for the past seventeen years?"

"What did you called me?"

Rukia dismissed Ichigo's last outburst. "The party has ended. We should leave now."

Orihime nodded and gave one last glance back into the darkness before walking away.

He walked into a eerie room seeing nine familiar figures sitting around a table, he didn't had to greet them, instead he went to the empty seat and sat down. A servant then appeared from behind, and poured liquid into the cup in front of him.

"Everyone should have received their tea, yes?" Aizen asked calmly, looking around. "Now then drink and listen to me" He demanded in an unusual low tone and continued. "Ulquiorra, may you turn on the projector."

Grimmjow's eyes trailed to the screen, looking through several faces being introduced by Aizen. Ishida Uryuu the four eyed whom talked to Orihime at the party. Sado Yasutora and Kurosaki Ichigo the pain in the ass.

"And they are... competitor?" Kaien asked in concern.

"They don't look too interesting, not one at all." Szayelaporro commented.

"Do not underestimate them." Aizen announced.

"So you're saying they will be our opponent , even they look so weak." Nnorita said.

"Didn't you hear?" Halibel warned him. "Aizen-sama's speech confirms the fact that they are not to be taken lightly."

"I didn't mean it like that, for fuck's sake!" Nnoirta glared. "What's your problem anyway? You scared or somethin."

"As you can see." Aizen spoke. "There are no need to underestimate them also no reason to make an uproar." He looked at the teens in front of him. "The winter war has been scheduled to be realized on December, specific date has not been set yet. This collaboration has already shock the fashion industry, unnecessary attention shall not be wanted."

Grimmjow narrowed his eyes at the projector image of Kurosaki Ichigo. He expected to crush anybody who looked down on him. And him, Kurosaki will be the first to go! That brat thought he would had the chance or stand a chance to win over him. And that loathed look in his eyes, whenever he beats Kurosaki in their usual street fights, pissed Grimmjow. Arrogant Asshole.

Soon the meeting had ended. The teens all stood up, preparing to leave and heading to the exist, but Aizen suddenly called from behind.

"Grimmjow. Theres some matters I want to discuss with you. Please stay for a while. The others can leave."

No one bothered to asked any questions and shortly disappeared from the room.

"About the girl, Inoue Orihime" Aizen began. "How's your relationship with her?"

"We talked, texted and called often."

"Very well." Aizen looked at him. "From now on, I want you to continue progress your friendship without having any suspicious from the Shinigami."

"I understand"

"Good. You're free to go."

The bell finally rang. Orhime collected her books and humming happily. The students were pouring in and out, chatting, checking their phones, studying and doing absolutely nothing. She just handed in her first group project before class ended. It was Friday and school was finally over. Orihime did not took any longer and left the classroom. So September, here it was. After a blissful holiday nearly eight weeks, the return to school was instantly assigned with paperworks, meetings and deadlines. Orihime was excited and looking forward to do it, but most students seemed weary and tired. She started down the corridor. It was her last year at high school, graduation would happen in a blink of eye, university, didn't seem so far yet so close to experience. Sometimes she wondered about her life after graduation. Where would she be? Tokyo U? Or somewhere else in the world. Who would she be with? Ichigo? Or Ishida? Since both would also apply for medical degree. Orihime sighed. Everything was unpredictable. The sound of loud chatter caught her attention and Orihime trailed her eyes to a bunch of students holding a magazine, looking at a magazine featuring the all familiar blue haired model at the cover page.

Orihime was perplexed. Since their last encounter, Grimmjow barely came to her. At least I don't have to see him or deal with his impulsive behavior. She remembered when he dragged her outside and the look he gave her when he nearly kissed her. She thought she saw something, but it was over, before she could figure out. But what will she do when she sees him next time? Pretend nothing happened? Or try avoiding him? Orihime shook her head. It probably, or wouldn't work. Its Girmmjow after all, he wouldn't let her off that easily.

Ever since she met Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez , she felt jaded and confused and her self control was slowly washing away whenever he is around. He made her felt many things, strange things, things she couldn't comprehend yet. And just when she thought that things would eventually fade away, she realized that nothing could slipped away when she laid her eyes on him again.

She finally reached the door and entered into the library. Her gazed stopped on a figure sitting in a short distance away. His expressions changed with every page he has flipped and cursed under his breathe somewhat in annoyance. Then, raising his head half way up, and finally their eyes met. Orihime smiled and strode off to Ichigo.

"What are you reading, Ichigo?" Orihime sat into chair across the table from him. "Modern physical organic chemical, physical chemistry for the biosciences and basic concepts of analysitical chemistry..."

"Its for the project assigned in chemical class today." Ichigo answered, putting the books aside.

"Miss Unohana's class?"

"Yeah. Its only the first week of school, but all these assignments are crazy."

"Do you need any help? Maybe I can help you with it."

"That would be great. Thanks Orihime! I would be so screwed if I couldn't hand in this project on time."

Orihime gave an understanding nod. "Its senior year anyways. Theres a lot of things and stress starting to build up."

"Have you decided where to apply yet?"

"I'm still thinking about it."

"Maybe you can apply TokyoU. If we get in, there will be you, me and Ishida."

"But there's actually a lot of things I wanted to do." Orihime responded. "I wanted to become a teacher, an astronaut, and a baker..."

Orihime continued talking about things that she wanted to do. Ichigo, on the other side, moved back his chair and listened to her dream. How she wished to have five different lives, to born in five different towns, eaten five lifetimes worth of food, five different careers and fallen in love with the same person, five times. Five times? The last bit made his stomach twisted and her words echoed. Ichgio watched Orihime wearily and managed a faint smile. Of course. She will fall in love and love somebody one day. She is seventeen now, and a soon to be full grown woman.

Its only been a week since their first semester started and Ichigo heard many male students found her attractive. He did not like it at all. But thank god, Orihime never involved herself with anyone. It wasn't jealous or so he told himself, but the thought of her being with someone else was unbearable.

Just when Ichigo was about to speak again, a familiar masculine voice interrupted.

"There you are!" Renji pointed his finger to Ichigo. "I've been looking everywhere for you, did you forgot that we've got practice today!"

Renji's sudden appearance broke the quietness in the library and made Ichigo the center of attention. His face blushed with redness due to embarrassment, quickly grabbed his belongings and apologized to Orihime. He then dashed off with his training partner, who is now yelling at him on their way to the gym.

Orihime rested her chin on the palm of her hand looking at the library. And, with nothing else to do she left. It has been a long day for her, especially working early in the morning and going to school until late in the evening. She started heading to the gate. The sky was getting darker and home was still in a while away. Orihime looked towards the gate. Her face fell. Grimmjow was the last person she wanted to see. He was leaning his back against the gate, only a few dozen feet away and with half done cigarette on his finger. What would he be doing here? Her friends probably won't be happy if they saw him. Should she be worried? She sighed. Running away would be foolish. Orihime then started walking again. Then, he noticed her and kept his eyes locked on her.

She finally came face to face with the demon prince. Orihime held her breathe and looked at him nervously.

I wonder what does he wants this time. I hope its something better.

"Yo. Woman." Grimmjow greeted her.

"What are you doing here, Grimmjow?"

"Isn't it kinda obvious. I was waiting for you."

"Well. I'm here. What do you want?"

"You're coming with me."

Oh no. Here it comes again. Orihime began to talk steps back. "Why...?"

"I've got something to show you."

"That's okay, you can just tell me."

"I'm sure you would like to see it."

"I don't think I should..."

Before she could finish. He grabbed her on the wrist and drew her forward. She flinched, her school bag slipped off her shoulder.

"You're coming with me. End of discussion. Grimmjow grew half serious.

Orihime gave up resisting and spoke "At least tell me where are we going."

Unexpectedly Grimmjow brought her to the aquarium. They watch the dolphin show, walked through a sea tunnel where sharks swam above their heads and shopped at the gift store. Orihime tried to read his face for any clues, but she couldn't as it remained perfectly unperturbed. The more she looked at him. The more she noticed the different between Grimmjow and her friends. Unlike them, he posses a brutal, impulsive and lethally short temper. Apart from that. To her he was handsome. If he actually attend the same school, Orihime was sure every girl in sight would've been after him. He was tall, had a fit body and the bluest eyes she's even seen. And Orihime felt her heart flutter at the site of him.

The've left the aquarium. For some reason, she had a nagging feeling about the two of them going out today. It wasn't a date, or so she told herself. The sun finally set and the street light started to shine everything in sight. They continued to walk in silence. Her thoughts continued to wonder until they've reached the end of the road.

"Did you like it?" He broke her thoughts looking straight ahead.

"Did I like...what are you talking?" She caught her breathe.

"The aquarium."

"Yes. Of course! But it was very unexpected of you. I never thought a guy like you would want to go in there."

"Glad you like it." He replied.

"How was school? I'm sure you were excited to see your friends, to eat lunch together and to study with them..."

"It was boring. Nothing special." He interrupted.

They stood next to each others and remain quiet. A few minutes passed until she finally spoke.

"Why were you waiting for met at the school gate, Grimmjow? Tell me the truth."

He hesitated for a moment before he spoke. "I wanted to see you."

Orihime felt her heart skipped a beat. In truth, she felt herself blushing at such a huge declaration.

"Tch. You happy now? I'm leavin..." His voice sounded different, almost embarrassed.

Before he had a chance to leave, she caught him on his sleeve and stopped him.

"Why... why do you want to see me?" Orihime bit her lower lips nervously.

He looked at her for a few seconds and let out a wearily sigh.

"Because I wanted to be with you."

"Why do you want to be with me...?"

As if sensing his sharp glances, she decided to let him go, but he was a move faster and pulled her more into him.

"To do things like this." Was all he said to her.

Orihime could scent his cologne, it was a fragile peppermint. Their faces were dangerously close as they stared at each other. He gave her the same look as he did back then, when he dragged her outside the party. Despite with his usual arrogance and coolness, there was something more than that. Orihime could see a mixed emotions in his eyes again that made her hold her breathe. She saw a myriad of emotions - sincerity, desire, anger, softness, love. Love? Getting involve with Grimmjow is dangerous, but, falling in love with him is more dangerous.

"Dont..." She whispered.

Grimmjow did not hear her. He trailed his fingers down her face, her neck and touched her hair.

"Be my woman. Orihime" Grimmjow said, leaning forward.

In an instant, she felt his mouth covering hers. Orihime moaned feeling his tongue slide inside her mouth and asking her to response him. It was absolute a whole new sensation for her. She heard a groan and the kiss was deepen. It was full with passion, lust and warmth. And right now, she wasn't afraid, and the things that she is allowing him. The kiss made her excited. His kiss made her addicted. Orihime never wanted to leave. She felt Grimmjow tighten his arms around her, pressing himself against her. Orihime shivered, feeling his hardness.

The kiss finally broke. Her chest was pounding, her heart was overflowing and her mind was dismay.

At this very moment, time has stopped and two lonely souls stood in this place.

"My house is near the area..." He spoke in a low sexy tone.

There was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

"...I want you, Orihime."

Orihime couldn't remember how she ended up kissing Grimmjow. No. She doesn't even know how she ended up to be in his house, right now.

In fact, she was under a spell. His spell. His words were like magic and it worked on her. She was unable to resist him. And Orihime didn't gave it much thought that he was capable to influence her sexually. Yet, here he was in front of her, still the same person, but somehow different with the usual surface image. It was just him, a monster in a form of a man who somehow made her wanted to know more about him.

"Grimmjow..." Orihime gasped for air, feeling his kiss trailed down her neck.

He kissed her deeply, nipping her skin and leaving marks. His marks. Hearing her panting and moaning in ecstasy. Grimmjow did not expected her to feel the same as him, or understand his feeling. All he wants was her tonight. Bringing his head back up, he looked at her again. Her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted, seducing him to fast her. Grimmjow locked his lips immediately, increasing his pace, grabbed one of her breast, feeling it, playing it and pinching it. His fingers then dug into her thighs, separated her legs and pressing himself into her.

Orihime flung her eyes open at the sudden increased of his movements. Her trembling hands ran through his hair, around his neck and called out his name again and again. An electric current raced down her spine and feeling this weird sensation to the pit of her stomach, leaving her breathless and tingling. Her hands began to unbutton his shirt and soon the shirt was removed, tossed to the ground, revealing a well-built body. Hers are also removed, until a black laced bra was being revealed, and half naked in front of those crystal blue eyes.

"No. Don't look..." Orihime looked at the other side, feeling embarrassed.

"You're beautiful, Orhime." Grimmjow whispered in her ears.

They made their way to the bedroom, accidentally knocking down a few objects on the floor, proven the fact that this moment is real. That she is in his house. Grimmjow continued to kiss her and his hands roughly grabbed her ass under her thong. Thong? What a sexy babe. He lifted her up and carrying her to the bed. Everything was forgotten. Grimmjow laid her down and buried his face in her neck. He took off her skirt, running his hands through her milky skinned legs and hearing her moans.

Impulsively, he spread her legs, messaging her through that thin fabric panty.

"AH!" Orihime cried in ecstasy.

"Ssh. Relax yourself and enjoy it."

Orihime breathed. "Grimmjow... I'm feeling weird..my head is spinning."

"Its normal." He kissed her once more. "I'll be gentle."

Grimmjow unhooked her bra and tossed it away. Their clothes were scattered around the room and only two naked figures on the bed. Grimmjow played with her gigantic breast and pink nipples. He sucked it, twisted it, grabbed it. Orihime felt him grind her against his hardness, everything was sensed sensitively. With every stroke, her juice started to leak and soon mositurizing his length. Even for a moment, even if it wasn't love, she would let it happen. She would allow him to take away something she was supposed to treasure and gave it in with the special one she vowed to committed her life to. Their face were only an inch away, as she looked into the blue abyss of his eyes. Orihime realized that she would probably regret it later but she wanted to feel him. She had no idea of what real love was. But not anymore. It only took one word, one look from him to break her principles and her barriers. And even if it wasn't like she had imagined, even if it will be over tomorrow, she would allow him to do whatever he wanted as long as this feeling is true.

With one move, he was inside her. It was hot, tight and wet. Grimmjow put his hands around her pressing himself closer to her, until she could finally adjust to him. He whispered and kissed her. Her pain was soon slowly drifted away, replaced by pleasure and desire of wanting more of him.

Orihime moaned loudly. Grimmjow growled deeply.

"Ah! Grimmjow."

"You're so hot."

"Mhmm~ Grimm..." She managed.

Grimmjow began to thrust harder and faster. And slammed up all his length into her fully. Her voice echoed in the room, her nails sank deeply on his back, leaving scratches and pain twitched on his back. But it didn't bothered Grimmjow much. He won't stop tonight. He will show her everything and let her experience what is sex. Even if she cried or protested he will not let her go. At this very moment, he would allow her to see his heart, allowing her to take it away because he wants to love her. He can't hold out any longer. She made him wanted to cum so badly. Grimmjow panted. Her tightness was innumerable, despite how wet she was. He was feeling the pressure building up inside him. Suddenly, he began to slam into her even faster.

She moaned. She pleaded. She growled. Orihime was the first to reach orgasm, clinging to him tight and screaming his name, soon, he was close to release himself within her. He thrusted. He ejected. Hot, white liquid fulfilled up in her core. They panted. They sweated. They were in heaven. His mouth sought hers in a needed kiss and her hands pulled him down to meet the kiss riding out their pleasure together. Grimmjow remained inside of her, not pulling out yet, continued to laid more kisses upon her lips, before moving his mouth to her neck and kissing it apologetic from his abuse earlier. Then, he swiftly pulled out, followed with the mixed of his cum out.

The moonlight shined through the room, brightened on two bodies. One has a muscular back and one has a smooth slender body. They both did not know how long time has passed. Grimmjow stroked her hair tenderly, looking at the sleeping beauty on his chest.

Because of the heart. I lust for everything about you.