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Luppi shook back his sleeves, perking at the sound of his visitor. It hadn't taken Greed long at all to respond to his invitation and, for that, Luppi took a certain measure of pride. He would hate to think that he was losing his touch while away from Las Noches.

He tugged the door open and rested a cocky hand on his bare hip, fingers parted enough to reveal the lines of his dark six, "In and out. You didn't take long at all, Greedy."

ooc: Sorry! Ended up falling asleep on accident OTZ

Greed grinned at the smaller male, rows of sharp, clean, white teeth gleaming. If there was one thing he liked, it was praise.

"Like I could stay away? You're too sexy to keep away from too long," he said, grasping Luppi's hand. He brought it to his lips, letting his tongue snake out and drag across it's top, "Let's be off, then."

Luppi let himself be led, small fingers curling teasingly around Greed's as he pulled closer to the older man. If there was one thing that they had in common, it was the fact that both enjoyed their praise to no end.

"Mmmm... Anywhere you've got in mind, Greedy?" Luppi asked, tugging the door shut after him.

Greed looped an arm over the defacto Espada's shoulders, pulling him close.

"I know a nice little bar in the underground that happens to have a significant amount of 'colorful characters' to talk to. The real scum of the earth types. Trouble regularly starts there every other night," he grinned, sliding the arm down to graps Luppi's side, "Then after that, we could a little jaunt by the forest and I could show you a few more interesting things."

Luppi slid a small arm around Greed's waist, pressing a dark-curled head against his chest. Although he was much smaller, he could keep up with the much longer pace of the other, his heeled uniform sandals clicking with each step.

"Sounds like trouble. Whatever will Luppi do~?" he drawled teasingly, although his only worry was truly how much blood he'd get on his long sleeves. The other arrancar might have powerful enemies to worry about, but Luppi, a newcomer and Espada, whether the others believed it or not, had little to worry about.

"I think you'll manage," he said, craning his head down and inhaling Luppi's scent. Homunculi had amazing senses, and Greed's nose was usually his first indicator of something he liked. And Luppi smelled VERY good.

"You arrancar are some tough bastards," he purred, his chest vibrating against his date, "I knew ya' wouldn't turn down the chance to wreak some havoc."

He continued to walk along as they entered the Underground. True to form, the very air and sky above seemed to darken as they passed the threshold.

Luppi laughed a laugh that might have been sweet were it not for the cruel light that colored his eyes as he arched his head up to look at the other. Greed knew the arrancar pretty well, all things considered. Admittedly, though, he must have known what he was getting into when he asked him out in the first place.

"Luppi can always stand for a bit of havoc," he blew a teasing kiss upwards, "And he might even save some for you."

As they continued to walk through the back alleys, Greed could feel them being watched by numerous eyes. Most of which probably weren't human. They rounded a corner and stood before a large neon sign that read, "The Dive." Greed opened the door for his date, taking a glance around at the various, seedy customers peppering the area. A real winning crowd, tonight.

"After you, Luppi-chan. Pearls before swine."

"Of course," Luppi smiled, taking the lead into the crowded bar. The white attracted attention as he knew it would. His brothers and sisters were well known throughout the city for one reason or another and he was content with the respect their reputation seemed to have garnered for him.

"Lucky for me, I've got the best looking swine in the place, hmm?" he drawled, making sure Greed was right behind him.

"I meant you were the pearl, Luppi," Greed said, not entirely sure if his date was serious, "Anyway, yeah. I had to look for just the right place. A place where I wouldn't feel anything about hurting anyone. Though I know you guys have no problem with who ya' destroy, I do have certain restrictions."

He pulled a chair out for Luppi and himself, then slammed his fist on the bar.

"Let's get some service, chachi!"

Luppi perched neatly in his chair, crossing his legs as he surveyed the crowd. Greed was right. The crowd here was pretty bad and, luckily, full of the types that Luppi liked to hurt the most, aside from shinigami, that was.

"Restrictions?" Luppi asked, trailing his finger along Greed's firm fist as he gave him a curious eye.

"I may be a monster, but I'm not a some mad dog killer. I'm a businessman at heart. I don't think killin' bad guys like these is murder, nor is stealin' from them theft. But I don't like to hurt innocent humans,basically. My siblings had no problem with it, but it's never been my thing. Humans are too much fun for me."

Greed ordered a large pitcher of beer for himself, then turned to Luppi, "What's your drink, sexy? I like to flash my cash, so ordering the large pitcher is more to declare my status to the trash around here, but what would you like? It's my treat, of course," he said, grasping the hand that touched his and bringing it up, running his tongue between the delicate fingers.

Luppi wriggled his fingers appreciatively, shifting to nudge Greed to continue. Public displays of affection were ones he thrived on in no short measure and the city had seen more than its fair share of the small Espada.

"Raspberry martini, if they have it?" Luppi asked, turning to eye the bartender.

"Lemme' see," he said, turning to the bartender. The man looked at Greed as if he had grown another head. Obviously, it wasn't the type of drink that the type of men here usually ordered. Nonetheless, he checked his materials and found they had a surplus of the alcohols needed, due to it's unpopular nature amongst the non-sophisticated crowd.

The drink was made and given to Greed along with the pitcher of beer.

"Here ya' go," the homunculus said to Luppi, "Drink up."

Luppi gave the bartender an indulgent smile of promises of what he might have done should the other not have his choice of beverage. After all, beer had a nasty aftertaste and it was hardly fitting for something he intended to be kissing Greed after drinking.

He lifted his glass in a dainty toast, "Cheers."

"Cheers!" he yelled, clinking his mug against the martini glass, "And many more!"

Greed hastily gulped down his glass, followed by him picking up the pitcher and quickly emptying the contents. He set the now empty pitcher down against the table and sighed happily, his tongue slithering out and a little ways up his face, to get any lingering residue.

"Very nice stuff, ha ha!"

Luppi took care not to let his spill as he clinked his glass against Greed's and lifted it up for the first sip. But, he couldn't help but laugh at the other, a deceptively innocent sort of laughter, but a recognizable one.

"Have your eye on someone, yet, Greedy?" Luppi asked, softly.

His ears twitched as he spoke.

"Look over my shoulder at the large gang at the corner over there. Yeah, those guys. That wonderfully rough lookin' group of sub-humanoids. Take a look at the waitress over there by them. I can tell this situation is gonna' get rough any second. She's not wearin' the right attire for a place like this. The minute trouble starts, I'm dashing back to throw the girl out of the way. That should set up the rest, and any friends of theirs will come out of the woodwork."

"Mmm..." Luppi leaned back a bit to catch sight of the group Greed was referring to. They certainly looked like experienced enough fighters to provide Luppi with a pretty decent fight and maybe give him time enough to watch Greed in action as well.

"Looks like fun. Are you up for sharing your catches?"

"Me, I just like to fight," he shrugged, "If you're takin' on somebody, just do what ya' want. No skin off my nose. Not like there will be a shortage of assholes around here."

A woman's scream caught Greed's attention as one of the thugs grabbed the waitress around the waist.

"Looks like I'm on," he grinned, leaping out his seat and across the room. He touched down, parted the beast's arms, and took the girl to the bar, sliding her over the counter. There was an immediate reaction from low-lifes all over the area. The sounds of weapons being drawn and angry growls filled the air. Scared people were seen clearing out of the bar.

"Luppi, dear?"

Luppi tipped his drink up, watching Greed in action for a few seconds with a curious look in his eyes. He hadn't gotten much of a chance to see him fight with Cirucci at the dance, so he took what chances he could get. He paused to pluck the raspberry from the bottom and pop it in his mouth before sliding from the bar.

"Coming, Greedy~" he laughed, his hands drifting to free his zanpakutou, hilt and all, from his uniform.

Greed disarmed the first man who came at him, breaking his arm with a light squeeze and tossing his knife into another man's arm. A large minotaur in leather jacket kicked him from behind, sending him into the bar area.

"Oh," he snarled, shaking himself off as his pupils turned to feral slits, "You want some, eh? Come on!"

He transformed his body into his armored form, bulldozing through the over-sized opponent and sending him hurtling through several others before crashing through the window. He went onto to smash a horned creature coming up behind him, kicking him up hard enough to embed him in the ceiling.

So that was Greedy's armored form. Luppi raised a brow, taking on the first of the men who had the foolish notion that he was an easier opponent because of his petite size with the butt of Trepadora's very pink hilt.

"Oooh, you looked so tough before now," he purred, jerking the hilt up to send one back with a bloodied and broken nose.

"You mean me?" Greed asked, turning to face Luppi. He swept one leg behind him, knocking away two thugs approaching from the rear. They took guns out and began to open fire, shots glancing off of his shield.

"You sayin' I'm not, now?"

Luppi laughed, shaking his head as he turned to look over his shoulder at Greed. He swiped a swatch of blood from the end of Trepadora's hilt, licking it eagerly from his finger. The human's blood wasn't so bad at all.

"No, Greedy, not you, the one with the bloody nose," he smiled, indulgently, "You look hotter than ever like that."