Chapter.2

"Hmmm"". Orihime sigh sleepily in the soft plush bed while she stretch herself languidly, Absent mindedly taking another pillow to hug to her bosom, just as her eyes were about to close again, she felt a flare of a powerful reiatsu behind her.

Orihime inoue quickly sat upright, to find Grimmjaw Jaegerjaquez leaning against the wall, both of his hands inside the pants of his pockets, pressing his body against the wall. Seeing him in this relax position orihime is unsure how to react to this sudden reunion, instead of fear that grimmjaw expect from her, When he lift up his face to look at her, He was surprise that she gave him a concern look. Orihime could only steel her emotions to brave the arrancar but when he lift up his face to look at her, she could only felt his pride that were hurt, his body that were slash by ichigo sword so many times that she had lost count, she could still see some wounds that is still red and raw like the winter war happened like it was yesterday. As orihime looks more closely to his chest area, she notice stitches were sewn unprofessionally, his left arm that she restored to him had a very big & deep gash lines that orihime wonder did it came from ichigo or are those new? Grimmjaw beautiful vibrant electric blue hair were limp and lifeless, his fringe were long covering his teal eyes like a see-through curtains. Orihime knew behind those bang there hid the eyes of warrior's spirit that were defected, broken and defeated.

Orihime slowly crawl towards the edge of the bed wanting to go toward grimmjaw, but he sonido himself towards her. Facing her grey eyes brimming with water into his sky blues, her lips were quivering with sadness to see him, wanting to cry out to see his predicament now, grimmjaw quickly raise his index finger to hush her lips. "Grim..m..ja…a..w..s..an". her voice was filled with sadness, "w..hy..?" h..o..w"?. orihime both hands went to his chest lightly tracing his un repairable injuries as if asking his permission in silence to let her heal him. Grimmjaw clench his jaw trying to control his body to not to smack her fingers away from his body the "princess" finger that were lightly trailing his chest injuries, he could never thought that her fingers were like water to his parch thirsty body,. "Cheh.. I never thought that I would let you use my name so casually women" a sadistic smile were given to her that would have creep her out years ago, that crazy suicide smile that were shown while his deep voice resonates throughout the quiet room,. Orihime forgot how loud his voice could be when he continues to laugh manically. But he forgotten this orihime has change too much to let him make her fearful of him, instead Orihime look into his eyes & ask "grimmjaw san Please let me he.." before orihime could finish the sentence, grimmjaw leapt back towards the wall again, & he turn around to let orihime face his back. "DON'T!... that was the only reply that orihime receive when her refuse to look at her." But.. but.. grim.."orihime plead were cut off by his reply" don't you dare try to heal me women have you made enough mockery of me when you instruct THAT BOY NOT TO KILL ME" his voice were loud and filled with anger its borderline threading to his patience level with her.

Orihime could only whisper a sad answer "it's because you protect…" "ENOUGH", I don't want to sit here and listen to you reminding me of the past from now on I will be the one guarding you and bringing you food like that damn bastard who got himself killed". "Grimmjaw san?" orihime tone carried a tone of defeat, as he walk out of the room, "what is it women?" his voice sounds annoyed as he turn to stand outside the door looking at her sitting at the edge of the bed looking at him with a look of defiance in her eyes, orihime licks the bottom part of her lips as she spoke out those words that grimmjaw thought that she would either be crazy or hell-bent on making him wanting to kill her. 'I thought you were the king". Her voice was low and seductive as she smirks at him. The door slowly closing on the both of them his eyes were big as a plate with his body trying to control his anger to her statement. For the 1st time in his entire miserable existence hollow life he actually prays... no hope.. No wish that god help him because if it were not for aizen's instruction he could have sworn in his past life he would killed orihime mercilessly ripping her guts out from her body, while laughing like a madman and feeling like he was on top of the world. Grimmjaw wonder what have made the damn women turn her attitude so cold like.. He stops walking... like.. He starts to realize as he concluded that she sounds like him. He sighs to himself as he continues to walk toward that damn fallen shinigami waiting for his next instructions. - Hello! Thank you to my 2 followers Bleeding rose13 & Boho for reviewing me, :)))), Do enjoy this chapter do not worry, I won't abandon this story, because I have finish this whole story actually but I'm just doing the transferring of the story from my I-phone notes to the word document write-up. Yeah chapter 3 Is already written up.:)