《'Til Death Do Us Part [Bleach Fan Fiction: sequel to Be My Fraccion?]》Read Me Like A Letter
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I glanced at Gin Ichimaru as we walked side-by-side though the halls of Los Noches. I thought of all we had been through together. True, Gin and I had a romantic past... But I was with Grimmjow now, and Gin just could never seem to accept that.
I inwardly sighed and thought to myself, "I really hope he doesn't try to come onto me."
Gin chuckled and I looked over at him.
He nudged my shoulder with his elbow.
"Awh, come on. Don't be like that."
I raised an eyebrow at him.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"You wouldn't mind that much if I came onto you." He explained.
I stopped walking and stared at him.
He stopped when he was in front of me and turned to face me with his fox-like grin. Gin raised a finger and gently tapped a barely noticeable, device in his pale ear.
Answering my unspoken question, he said,
"I had Szayel make this for me, so that I could read other's thoughts. I know exactly what's on your mind." He giggled a bit, "I also know what that letter said."
My eyes narrowed at him.
"Gin Ichimaru, you stay OUT of my thoughts!"
Gin frowned.
"But, Brookie... Your thoughts are so much fun."
I continued to give him the death glare.
Gin over exaggerated a sigh and held his arms out to me.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Come now, give Ginny a hug."
I sighed and moved into his chest, and he wrapped his arms around me.
"Fine. But try anything with me and I'll kill you."
He simply tightened his arms around me.
"D'awh. You're like a lil' sissy to me. I wouldn't do nothing to hurt ya."
I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, and your like my pervy older brother, Gin." I shook my head, a smile smile on my face. "But I'm Grimmjow's now. Besides, big brothers aren't supposed to be attracted to their little sisters anyway."
Gin gasped and released me from his hug.
"Well, if being your big bubba means I can't have no more fun with ya, I'm not your brother anymore!" He backed me up against a wall and smirked. "I'm your friend," he paused to move his lips dangerously close to mine. "with benefits."
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I squealed and attempted to push him away from me.
"No!" My heart was racing rapidly in my chest. "I am Grimmjow's mate, and nobody else's!"
Gin didn't budge, but moved his lips to my neck, peppering it with kisses. I involuntarily moaned,
"Your mouth is whispering no, Brooke... But your body is screaming yes."
'Holy shit.' I thought to myself, as my breathing became labored and my heart thudded against my chest.
Gin gently moved his lips up and down my throat, and I shuddered.
'No. This is wrong.' I thought.
"No." Gin said against my neck, responding to my thoughts. "This is right. Trust me. I can't help but want you, Brooke. You're beautiful, strong, independent, brave... Just an amazing young woman. I love you so much."
I gasped. How was I supposed I respond to that?! He told me he loves me! He's never said that before...
I sighed.
"I... I love you to, Gin." I admitted. "But I can't be faithful to two different men. I love Grimmjow."
Gin stared at me, and held my face in his hand. I felt his fingers gently brush against my ear, but didn't think much of it.
"Yes. Of course..." He said, the sadness obvious in his expression. "How idiotic of me to think that such a wonderful young woman like you would want to be with an old fool, like myself. I apologize."
He then turned and walked away, his head hanging low as he did so.
I felt a sharp pain in my chest as I watched him go, and I whispered under my breath,
"I'm sorry, Gin."
I continued to stand in the hallway, even after Gin was gone. I was too upset to do anything else.
I only looked up from the ground when I felt a warm hand touch my face.
It was Grimmjow.
"Brooke? What's wrong? Why are you out here by yourself?" He asked.
I sighed. "Doesn't matter. How was your meeting with Halibel..?"
He suddenly began to avoid eye contact with me.
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"Fine. Why do you ask?" He said nervously.
"Just wondering..." I said, a bit confused by how sketchy he was acting. "Jeez. Did something happen than I don't know about?"
"No!" He automatically shot back. "I'm going to my room."
He quickly turned as began to stride towards his doorway.
I frowned and turned, beginning to walk the other way.
"Fine."
Suddenly I felt him grab my wrist and pull me up into his arms.
"I never said you weren't coming with me."
Grimmjow carried me to his room. Shutting the door behind him, he set me onto his bed, and sat down in front of me.
"I have something I need to tell you." He said.
"Yeah, I have something I need to tell you too." I replied.
"Really? You first."
I took a deep breath.
"Aizen said no to your letter-- sorry 'bout that."
Grimmjow balled his hands into tightly clenched fists at his sides.
"Well, that bastard's answer changes what I needed to tell you a little bit."
"What was it..?" I inquired cautiously.
"Halibel and I... Have been meeting up secretly... Planning our engagement."
'There was also that one time we kissed.' I heard Grimmjow say in his head, realizing there was a thought reader in my ear. How did that happen? Gin? But why would he put that there? Wait. What did Grimmjow just say?!
I ignored Grimmjow's thoughts, as I was still in shock at what he'd said.
"E-Engagement...?" I whispered.
"Yes." Grimmjow confirmed. "I was going to ask you to be my wife."
His thoughts then wondered.
'There were those times that Halibel played with my hair... And we made out a little. Wow this crap adds up. Should I tell her?'
My heart was suddenly hammering painfully against my chest.
"Grimmjow... Did you and Halibel... Do anything when I wasn't around?"
"What?" Grimmjow suddenly looked down. "No, of course not."
I growled and placed my hands firmly on his muscled shoulders.
"I know you did. I just want you to tell me the truth."
He roughly grabbed my hands and threw them down into the bed, stood up, and glared at me.
"So what if I did? Should it matter? You can go around with whoever you want, but when I slip up with one girl, I'm suddenly the bad guy? I don't know what to think of it anymore. First you love me, then Aizen, then Ulquiorra, then Gin! I'm starting to wonder if you really love anybody!"
My bottom lip quivered as tears began to swell in my eyes.
"Grimmjow.... I-"
"Save it!" He snapped. "I'm so tired of this." He turned to scream as he stormed out of the room, "I'm so tired of YOU."
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Yes, it's short. But look at how soon I updated. And I've been writing all of this on my iPod, which is a pain in the rear end.
I will try to update again soon.
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