Log; Complete

[6thsword.livejournal.com]

When; Nov 28, late afternoon before the earthquake
Rating; PG-13 for Grimmjow's pottymouth
Characters; Grimmjow Jaggerjack [6thsword] and Hinamori Momo [hajikemomo]
Summary; Grimmjow, bored on his second day, lets Hinamori show him around the City.
Log;

Bored, bored, bored. Sure, his little antic at the subway the other day had entertained him somewhat, but though the slugs were fun to kill, it quickly got old. Too old.

Grimmjow was loitering by the fountain, not too affected by the strange images floating on its surface -- well, except for one particular memory of a certain irritating redhead, but the shinigami wasn't in the City, and all for the better. He didn't want anything, or anyone, ruining his good mood.

Now where was that girl?

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[hajikemomo.livejournal.com]

The cake now finished, her hand came up to adjust the badge again, a force of habit. "...How can I give you a second chance? We've never met before, outside of the City. Whatever I've heard of your actions in the Living world has a certain bias, so I hope you'll forgive me for wanting to make up my own mind."

She didn't really know how to explain herself, but to Hinamori, each person was different. You couldn't account for them because of who they worked for or what they were. She took each person as a person, and dealt with them accordingly. It was probably why she'd been so easy to mislead before, but the dark haired shinigami wouldn't change a thing about her perspective.

"It's not that I don't think you're bad, for lack of a better word, but, um. I suppose I just feel that for the time being, there's no reason to act against you," she added softly, still choosing her words carefully.

[6thsword.livejournal.com]

This was reassuring. It meant that even though they were enemies, even though they had every reason to kill each other mercilessly, she would only raise her sword against him if he hurt her. Or one of his friends, of course. And did he want to? Well, yes... and no. He had no reason to hurt, let alone kill, her any time soon. She was amusing and -- dare he say it? -- cute when she stumbled over something stupid. And like he'd said earlier, she was better company than any of the other shinigami.

Since she had finished her cake, Grimmjow stood to leave. "I guess I should thank you for not cutting me to pieces." He grinned at her, not too kindly, and added, "Today wasn't bad, but next time'll be better. Ain't that right, Momo-chan?"

[hajikemomo.livejournal.com]

She glanced up, not really surprised at his hurry to leave, and followed suit. She was inclined to agree - after all, she was standing, in one piece, in front of one of the most powerful arrancar known to them - but Hinamori couldn't prevent confusion (and a small blush) from showing.

"Next time?" was her reply, watching for his reaction. There was no need for a next time, was there? Unless he was lonely. He had the other arrancar and Aizen here already - sure, he'd voiced his disinterest in actually being with them for any reason other than his goals - but quite why he'd rather spend his time in the company of a shinigami, least of all her, the betrayed fifth divisions vice captain, was far beyond her.

[6thsword.livejournal.com]

The creeping blush on Hinamori's cheeks only widened Grimmjow's smile. "Yeah, next time," he answered, "and if you run and hide I might have to steal you away."

He paused for a moment, wondering what he could do to leave her even more confused and troubled than she already was. Then, without warning, he grabbed her shoulders and leaned in so close to her face as if he was going to kiss her, but he stopped short, his lips twisting into a mad grin. "Just kidding," he hissed, straightening up and releasing his grip on her. With that, he turned on his heel and sauntered off towards the door. "Later, shinigami!"