Two days later
Nikki was in the kitchen cooking lunch when there was a tug on his shirt. He looked down and there was Kurai looking at him with sad eyes. He was covered in paint? "Kurai, what happened?" He stood there rubbing the tears away. Kurai hugged Nikki tightly and buried his face in the blonde's stomach. He heard hurried footsteps running their way. "Kurai!" Murci walked over with saddened eyes. "What happened, Murci?"
"We just came back a few minutes ago and when Kurai opened the door, a bucket of paint dropped on his head. I was able to get the bucket off his head, but…." Murci scratched the side of his head. "Can you help clean him up. I'm going to find out who did this." Murci frowned. "But I'm supposed to be at work in an hour."
"I'll call Angel and pay you off for today." Nikki gently pushed Kurai off and headed for the door. "Wait…If I have to clean him up…" Murci covered his face although it didn't hide the blush. "Nikki, wait." Murci ran to the door. "I don't think I can do this!" It was too late, the door closed and Nikki was gone. "Nikki." He called again, but it was futile. He felt a tug on the back of his jacket. He turned around and Kuria looked at him with his head tilted to the side. He was completely covered in white paint from head to toe and it looked like most of it dried. Kurai reached up and poked his cheeks. How was he going to get this done? Would Kurai even go for it? Murci scratched the back of his head and looked away from the college grad.
'Dammit. I guess there's no avoiding it.'
"Uh, 're going to have to get out of those clothes." Kurai blinked twice and grabbed the bottom of his shirt. He started pulling it off. "Gah! Not here!" Murci pulled the neko's shirt back down.
xXx
Nikki stood in front his porch examining the damage. There was paint splattered all over the door and on the ground. To the left was a bucket with paint splattered on the outside and paint still inside. He bent over to pick up the bucket when something soft touched his back and arms wrapped around his waist. "Is that position for me?" Nikki rolled his eyes. "Get off, Ryder." He heard a huff and the arms let go. That soft feeling left his back and he stood up straight. He grabbed the bucket and glared at the woman. She was maybe two inches shorter than Nikki. She had dirty blonde hair with red, blue, and brown highlights. It was tied in a ponytail. Her eyes were honey brown. She only wore a sports bra, compression shorts, and running shoes.
"What do you want, Ryder." I've come to see my boyfriend." She moved closer to the man and reached up to kiss him. Nikki gently pushed her away. "I'm not your boyfriend. So stop acting like I am." The woman pouted. "I'm going to need you to start treating me like you care."
"I don't care." Nikki held up the paint splattered bucket. "Is this your doing?" The woman feigned innocence and touched her chest as if appalled. "How could you say that? I'd never hurt your little toys."
"I never said who you splattered paint on." The woman folded her arms and pouted. "I don't see why I have to share you with anyone."
"That was my nephew you splattered with paint." The woman scoffed. "And what? The other boy was your nephew, too?" She teased. "No. I'm not explaining myself to you." Nikki turned around to head back inside. "No!" She hugged him from behind. "You're mine. No one else's. Not that brat's, not that stupid whore and definitely not that big tit bitch." Nikki tried pushing the crazy woman off without hurting her. "Get off me you crazy broad!"
"What about this big tit bitch?" Nikki looked up and sighed in relief. Ryder lets go and turns around. "What are you doing here?" Ryder says spitefully. "I live here. What are you doing here?" Nel said walking closer to Ryder. "You need to leave, now." Ryder turned her head. "I'm not going anywhere. You need to leave." Nel glared at the woman, who grabbed onto Nikki's arm. "Come on, Nikki. Let's get lunch." Nikki snatched away from Ryder. "Nel is the one I chose. She is the one for me, so let it go. This ends, now." Ryder looked at Nikki with a pained expression. "How can you say that?" Ryder reached for him again and a hand grabbed onto Ryder's wrist.
"You need to go, now." Ryder snatched away. "You can't stop our love. I'll be back for Nikki." Ryder stomped down the walkway and continued her run. "Thanks, Nel." The woman sighed. "Why do you put up with her. You could easily send her to jail." Nikki sighed. "It's complicated." Was his only answer. It wasn't satisfying, but Nel wasn't going to get anything else out of him. "Want some lunch?" Nikki asked, breaking the silence. "Sure."
xXx
Ichigo stood in shock as he answered the door. He was tackled to the floor and embraced with a tight hug. "King! You're okay."Ichigo sighed and hugged his older back. How long had it been since they've seen each other? Too long, way too long.
"Why didn't ya call?" Shiro sat against the sofa with Ichigo sitting in his lap. The cat ears twitch and he said nothing. "Ya look so cute with tha cat ears." Shiro scratched behind Ichigo's ears emitting a purr. Shiro couldn't help but chuckle. "So cute. What happened to ya anyway, Ich? I waited for you at the airport. Ya weren't there." Shiro hugged his brother tightly and rested his head on the neko's head. Ichigo could even answer since he had no idea himself. He remembers getting on the plane, but not getting off.
"The hell is this?" There was a crash by the door. The twins turn to the doorway and there was Grimmjow surrounded by boxes. His fists were balled up and he glared at the albino. "What's it look like, Kit-kat? I came to see my baby bro. Question is…why's here wit ya?"
"None of your damn business, now get the hell out!" Grimmjow moved to the side and pointed out the door. Shiro moved Ichigo out of the way and walked over to Grimmjow. He held up his hand and back handed the blue haired delinquent. He head snapped to the left and his eyes widened in shock. Ichigo stood up and hurried over to the two, but it was too late. Grimmjow tackled Shiro to the floor and wrapped his hands around Shiro's throat. The hands squeezed tighter around his throat. Shiro clawed at the hands, but they didn't budge, so he did the next best thing.
Grimjmjow screamed and rolled off of Shiro, who coughed and wheezed while rubbing his throat. He watched Grimmjow lay his head on the floor holding himself. "You son of a bitch." He reached for Shiro again, but the albino kicked him away and scrambled to his feet. He ran to the door, but he was tackled to the ground. "You're gonna pay for that cheap shot." Grimmjow dragged Shiro back into the apartment and gave Ichigo enough room to run out. "Ichigo!" They called, but he kept on running. "Nice going blueberry." He elbowed Grimmjow in the nose. Grimmjow backed off and nurtured his throbbing nose. He watched Shiro run off to find Ichigo. "Damn bastard." He looked to his left to see Pantera shake her head at him. "Don't give me that look." Pantera then walked away from the stubborn man.