Log; Complete

[6thsword.livejournal.com]

When; Dec 10, night (before, then during the fireworks)
Rating; PG-13 for language, as expected
Characters; Grimmjow Jaggerjack [6thsword] & Hinamori Momo [hajikemomo]
Summary; After "kidnapping" Hinamori from the other shinigami during the Christmas party, Grimmjow carries her outside the temple for some privacy...
Log;

Grimmjow exited the temple on a victorious high from his latest jaw-dropping stunt, his prize clinging, frightened, to his neck despite herself. The arrancar trudged through the snow-covered lawn towards an empty bench outside, where he neatly deposited Hinamori before collapsing down beside her.

"Now wasn't that grand," he remarked, the smirk not leaving his face and his eyes not leaving hers. "You have a fun time, peach?"

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[6thsword.livejournal.com]

"It ain't my fault, it's yours." And he'd leave it at that. He'd told her before that she confused him, and maybe she wouldn't remember, but he was telling her the truth. Before he'd arrived he didn't really care about anyone. He liked that one called Orihime because she did what he wanted, even gave him back his rank, but that was it. Hinamori, on the other hand... He didn't know. He didn't understand it.

"Then push me away," Grimmjow replied to her next statements, glancing over and smiling slightly as she pulled his jacket around her. Did she even realize she was doing it? "It ain't that hard. I told you I'd be civil."

[hajikemomo.livejournal.com]

Her fault? Oh, and she thought she couldn't get anymore confused.

"I tried pushing you away then." She was playing with the fabric in her hands as she held it around her, trying to think, find some way to change the subject, do something to distract herself. She came up short, and sighed slightly while she continued to stare at the snow.

[6thsword.livejournal.com]

"You didn't push me hard enough."

The fireworks were so redundant now that Grimmjow was beside himself with boredom. He stood up and brushed at the snow clinging to his pants. Technically, he lived at the temple, but he wasn't planning on staying any longer while there was a party. Maybe he'd go underground and kill some monsters for the hell of it.

"Well, I'm outta here," he said over his shoulder at the shinigami, then started off across the snow-covered lawn. Halfway across, he stopped and turned around. "Don't bother returning the jacket."

Then, in a blink, he was gone.