Grimmjow lemon

I am not finished with this lemon either but I am going to start to type it up anyways. Thanks for being patient ladies and maybe gentlemen. I will have these finished very soon.


                                                            Princess
Name: Kagome
Looks: Long black hair, purple eyes very athletic body, 36 D breasts, tiny waist.
Powers: Teleportation and un-awakend guardian of the Kurai Hoshi world. (I made this up not of the show!)
Age: 19 (After full growth you stop aging)

Background:
All your life you have trained in various forms of combat. The only person that took care of you was your master because your parents died centuries ago. Though your parents loved you and gave their lives for you and Kurai Hoshi, you master has always been your guardian. (It will all make sense in the end) Before two years ago both your master and you lived out in the wilderness with a hundred or so monks. Then your master thought it was a good idea to expose you to society so he moved you to Karakura since he had "connections" there. Enrolled in high school you met Ichigo and Orihime and played a small part in the last of the battles with the soul reapers. A particular part where you teleported Ichigo from a battle where he had just slain a certain someone. Now all of you are finishing high school. P.S. You live on your masters dojo grounds but in a separate living quarters.

Regular P.O.V.
They were getting worse... especially today, it was really bad. 'I'm going crazy, maybe sensei hit me on the head one too many times, I have never felt things like this! And I'd know if it was a hollow!' you thought changing out of your gym shorts next to the other girls in your class. 'This is getting out of hand maybe I should tell sensei?' you wondered. 'There it was again a soft unseen caress on the small of your back that made you shiver. "I know, it's cold in here right," the girl next to you said noticing the uncomfortable quick pace that you dressed. "Yea...cold," you mumble hurriedly finished dressing and ran out. 'What's happening to me?' 'Hey Kagome!" Ichigo yelled from the front doors of the school but you were already across the field on your way to the dojo to train. "I know I said I would hangout but I gotta go! SORRY!" you yelled so both him and Orihime who was standing next to him could understand. "Alright but Saturday we're kidnapping you!" Orihime yelled waving back.

"I thought you had plans with Ichigo and Orihime," your sensei said sitting down on the wood step of the arena as you were putting on your bindings. "Well I decided to train instead," you replied monotonous beginning your warm up. "You will be able to train for all of time, but you won't have this world forever Kagome," he scolded you making you sigh he was such a father figure. Nothing was more draining then training. But even as the clock neared midnight the paranoia that had plagued for the past three months now did not wane, not a smudge. The past week you had even gone as far as to check every nook and cranny in your house for hidden cameras or microphones, but that would have only explained the eyes you felt on you constantly not the "touches" you were receiving so clearly.

About thirty after midnight you quit and left crossing the courtyard to your own home a la bod. trying your best to ignore the tickling along the sides of your body you undressed in your room. Something like hot breath winded across the back of your neck when your hair moved over your shoulder on it's own accord. At times, times like this you noticed that you actually enjoyed the feeling of that personal bubble being invaded, being touched. But never the less it was awkward to be touched at all since no one had ever shown you physical attention till moving here. Blushing you walked into the bathroom connected to the master bedroom pulled back the shower curtain and turned the water on. Before stepping in the warm water you let out a breathy sigh at a invisible object that rubbed down your arm, side, and thigh. With hygienic routine finished you stood there resting under the poring spout dozing off.

The bar-like figures that surrounded your waist were normal by now but when you felt a pinch to your nipple your eyes sprang open and you looked down, though found nothing. "ohhh," a small whimper left your mouth as a sensation continued down into the apex of your thigh. Is this what happened when you were a senior in high school and never had a sexual encounter of any kind even a kiss, you started imagining that someone was really touching you? Vision became blurry when the invisible touch circled and pressed on your clit. Wetness started to gather at the joining of your inner thighs and not from the shower. Something wet deviled inside your wanting core and you felt your legs being spread by force. Everything was hazy like a dream and you couldn't help but moan. "Nnah uhn, " that must be how it sounded when it was you moaning, whether this was real or not you reveled in it placing a hand on the wall to steady yourself as you shook. "ohh yess please...more hah," your breath was shaky and uneven. The heavenly sensation quickened then was replaced with a harder longer object that pumped itself in and out of you. Leaning your head back you continued to enjoy the heat that began to boil in the middle of your pelvis. Mouth agape you came releasing the pocket of hot fluid that had formed inside of you and as you did you swore you heard some one speaking. Whatever was inside you removed itself and you came back to reality, feeling alone for the first time in three months. Turning off the water you got out and dried with a towel. 'Did I fall asleep in the shower and imagine someone fingering me?' you shook the thought out of your mind got dressed and crawled in bed. Instantly you fell asleep but just before unconsciousness gripped you the kiss that laid itself on your forehead every night was present.

As usual you woke up around seven in the morning. Slowly you got up and walked over to your double door closet that had mirrors attached to the front grabbed your school uniform and went to put it on the blue chair in the top east corner of the room but stopped dead in your tracks dropping the uniform with a sharp gasp. Now you were seeing things. 'Great!' This large human shaped figure was blurry like the scratchy material on a prehistoric flat-screen T.V. You could clearly see that it lifted it's head in interest from its hand and placed its foot back on the ground from the other knee. Wide eyed you stared on as the figure got up and walked forward. You were frozen in place with fear and intrigue. Though the only thing you were afraid of was going insane. "Can you see me?" "Can you hear me?" a seductive male voice asked when it stopped mere inches away. 'Annnnd now I'm hearing things,' You didn't answer for fear if you did that you would officially go crazy. He leaned in and hot breath rolled across your face. "Do you know what I'd do if you could?" he reached up and stroked your cheek.

Guaranteed your face had to be as red as a tomato. Turning around you snatched up your uniform got dressed as quickly as possible as you struggled mentally with the figure. Faster than a flash you ran out of the house after you could slip some socks and shoes on. You ran all the way to school two miles from your house and of course the allusion kept up. School didn't start till eight so you were left to wonder the halls with your imaginary friend. Before the first bell rang you were already in your seat. Anxiously you watched every one's face as your classmates gathered in and sat down to see if they saw the figure standing behind you. No one seemed to notice. He started touching you again into second period occasionally your hand, face, and back. It wasn't soon enough when eighth period came around. You opened your gym locker and grabbed your shorts. "Such soft skin," the invisible stalker said as he touched your neck. The husky voice made you jump. "Are you okay Kagome? You have been acting funny all day maybe you should go home," Akiko who was more of an acquaintance asked as she finished dressing. Here was a perfect opportunity to go home. "No...actually will you walk me to the office to check out?" you replied.

"Of course," she said. Both of you and your imaginary friend walked out of the locker room. Half way there Orihime spotted you when she was walking with her classmates back into her classroom. She quickly ran over to you and grabbed your hand. "Kagome are you okay?" her voice was eager. She looked at the figure then you then Akiko. "She's not feeling well I was walking her to check out," Akiko happily said oblivious of the situation. "I will take it from here," Orihime smiled back and drug you very fast down the hallway. "Can you see him too?" you asked with a hysterical gleam in your eyes as both of you stopped in front of the office doors. "So it is following you?" she said looking at him. "Oh I'm so glad, you can see him," you sighed happily. "What does it want?" she asked shifting her gaze to you. "What's it to ya?" he said his voice sounding far away. "Well you can't eat her," she told him surprised. "Eat me?" you almost laughed. That, you had never thought of. "That's ridiculous," he scoffed. You let out a relaxed sigh at that but turned stiff when he wrapped his arms around you. "Well can you at least let her go?" she glared at the invisible man. "I'm not going to hurt her, just leave us alone," he removed himself and stood next to you. "Kagome I'm going to get Ichigo, go wait in the office," Orihime instructed you as she ran off.

"So you can hear me, that's great news," he happily followed you into the office. After signing out you sat down in one of the chairs along the office wall and of course he sat down next to you. "Hey beautiful don't ignore me," he placed his arm behind you and leaned in close to your face. "What do you want?," you hissed keeping your head down so Miss. Hameir wouldn't notice you talking to yourself. "Isn't it obvious... you?" he stated with a deep chuckle. "What do you want with me?" you asked eyebrows narrowing. "Many things but I think if I showed you the woman over there would think it a bit odd when you started screaming for more," he touched your neck again with his other hand. "Stop touching me," you shied away. "Don't be like, -" his sentence was cut short when Orihime walked in with Ichigo. The red head narrowed his eyes at the figure. "Let's go Kagome," Ichigo instructed. When the four of you got outside Ichigo turned around and confronted your not so imaginary friend. "How the hell are you not dead?!" Ichigo asked angrily  "Long time no see- for you... I crawled away and healed so what, stole energy from a few hallows," the mystery man said nonchalantly. "What do you want with Kagome?" Ichigo growled. "I want her, idiot.." he answered shrugging. "Orihime take Kagome home," Ichigo looked at you too. "Right," she pulled you away almost by force. "I'll be right behind ya Kagome," the blur spoke assuringly.

"Who is that guy? What is he?" you asked Orihime halfway to your house. There was still a bit of after shock in your system from learning that your ghost stalker was real. Yea you had things like that in your world but they were real not intended to be fictional. "I don't know Kagome, how long-," she stopped talking when her phone started to ring. Both of you stared at it for a second before she reached for it and turned her attention back to the road. "Hello," ............"Okay,"....."He's alive?"..............."I see,"....."Something she's not telling us,"....... she glanced at you. "Remember when you helped Ichigo by teleporting him?" "Yeah?" you waited for her reply wondering what the man had told Ichigo, you didn't want her to ask about your secrets. After all if this figure had seen you train he knew way more than he should. "Well the guy that Ichigo killed is your little friend he says that he's materializing because of you and might dissipate if not near you," she looked at you again wearily. You bit your lip that struck a blow to you conscience even if the guy was bad. "I don't want him to die just because I'm uncomfortable, tell him that!" you half yelled but were totally confused in why you even cared.  Right after she relayed the message she was cut off by a disturbance over the phone. "Hey give that back," you heard Ichigo yell. "Its him," Orihime handed the phone over. Your saliva was thick when you gulped before placing the receiver to your left ear. "Yes?" you breathed staring out the windshield.

"You're worried for me? I'll be at your place soon, I'll have to show my appreciation for that," his voice was husky. "Uh, that's okay, you don't have to," you scrunched your face a little. "Oh but I Want to," he said. "Can't wait for your nightly shower either, your so gorgeous when your wet." The words rolled silkily. You squeaked and hung up the phone dropping it on the dash. Those last words of his made you unable to repress a moist warmth that you felt. "Are you okay?" she looked at you worried. "I don't want to talk about it." When she pulled up into the dojo courtyard's you said that you would be fine and popped out running into your house and up to your room. You breath heavily sitting on your bed and you still felt wet from his words.  Looking at the open door to your bathroom brought last night's memories back. The thought of him touching you in the shower was not a good avenue of thought. You didn't even know what he looked like. You blink when you get the feeling of being watched. There he was standing in front of you. He knelled down right at your feet, that brought another wave of heat upon you when that dirty thought comes back. He put his hands on your thighs and you scrambled backwards on the bed and pulled your knees up to your chin. "What's the matter? You never used to freak out when I touched you." That was true but that was when you thought he was just an allusion engineered by the perverted side of your mind and you tell him so exempting the perverted part. He pauses to mull it over assumingly.

"I'm not going to hurt you, don't be so jittery," he calmly replied. "How can I not? I just started hearing and seeing the ghost that touches me...who stalks me!" you force a tremendous amount of venom into your tone. He gets on the bed and crawls over to you and put his invisible face next to your ear. "You're such a spit fire," he says but sounds like he's groaning it. "Please don't get so close," you say blushing and looking away. He does not oblige instead you feel a warm wet sensation trailing up the tendon in your neck. "And stop licking me," you half yell and try to jerk away from him but are stopped by his iron like arm on the other side of you. Then he speaks against your lips.

"Don't pretend you don't like it, I see you shivering every time I touch you, taste you, or play with you." His right hand finds its way up your shirt bunching it up to show your creamy abs. Automatically your eyes clench  when he cups your left breast. That was totally new, for him to be so blunt in touching. "Did it ever...occur to you...that I'm maybe...shuddering in disgust?" He chuckles hotly against your neck, his tongue snaking out to swirl over the pulse pounding there. A muffled moan manages to escape your mouth. "That I honestly doubt, what with that little sound you make when I play with you, like the one you made just now. And the fact that when I got here you were already wet and ready for me," 'How the hell did he know that?' you thought blushing. You stare at him and think of the time he preformed oral sex on you in the shower and faint something you have never done not in your five centuries of existence.

When you wake up, Orihime is in the room and the light is on because it's dark outside. "Are you alright?" she asks as you sit up and blink. You nod and ask her why she was there. She looked at the blue chair in the corner towards him. "He ran all the way to Ichigo to call me, he told me you passed out, I think he was really worried." she seemed to think about that. You nod again then look at his figure then turn away. "Tell him to get the hell out of my house!" you huff crossing your arms. "I don't know what she's so pissed about, I only touched her neck." "Oh nothing else? Ever?" you snarked at him. "What did he do?" "Oh nothing." you smile you weren't about to have that conversation with her. "You can go now, I'm fine, I just got a little shock is all," "A little shock," she raised an eyebrow. "Yeah go ahead home, I have a conversation to have with my guest, if you would be so kind as to lock my door on the way out that would be great," your voice was dripping sweet acid. She said goodbye nervously and darted out of the room.

You turned towards him. "What do you see of me?" he asked interested. "A freaky disturbance in the air, which is what you are, a freaky disturbance." He's suddenly at the foot of the bed, You wince in surprise and glare at him. "Do you have to move so fast?" "You like my presence or your'd have cried something like 'no' or 'stop' instead of 'please more' and 'oh yes!'" the smug in his tone was clear. "And I can move mu-uch slower, but I always had the feeling that fast and hard was what you liked." "Ugh," your hands fly up to your temples and you breath slowly to calm the fire that was ignited again in your uterus.

"That was you in the shower, I wasn't dreaming," you glared. "Hn," was his reply. "I was wondering why you responded if you couldn't see or hear me, you thought you were dreaming?.. Did you hear anything I said to you?" "Does it matter?.... I could hear you a little at the end..." your cheeks smoldered like rudolf's nose. "But I didn't hear what you said. Why did you do that? You had no right to put your hands and... tongue on me?" "You begged for more, remember? And I wanted you, what would have any other man done?" He had a point but it was still wrong. First off you didn't know him second he provoked emotions in you that were unrecognizable. "It matters if you didn't hear me because if you didn't I would like to tell you what I said." He huskily replied. Having the feeling that it was something dirty you slapped your hands over your ears. He doesn't disappoint either when he climbs over and pulls your hands from your ears."I said, 'Kagome you're so tight and wet," his breath and words made your stomach sink into your spine causing you to become even more moist. By his tone he's aware of this. "I said, 'scream for me, Kagome you taste so fucking sweet," he places his lips against your neck and his words vibrate off your trachea. "Kagome you're so damn sexy when you moan, I need to leave before I throw you down and fuck you right on the tile floor." That's when you finally take notice to the wobbling of your knees and breath coming in small quick pants. "What do you want right now?..I can't fuck you till you can see me, but I can still make you see stars." At that point you badly wanted to scream yes till your voice became hoarse but you jerked back shaking your head. For the love of all that was good you were a princess, you were taught to present yourself with the ut-most dignity. "Please stop, I don't even know your name, let alone what you look like!" "Is that what your so twisted up about? My name's Grimmjow JeagerJaques, and you'll see what I look like soon enough."

"Gri-Grimmjow?" you say his name for the first time and suddenly he pushes you down and rips off your uniform skirt along with the strawberry panties. You start to protest but his hand is at your private want before you can utter anything more than, "No-Ah!" He rubs your clit in circles slowly at first then faster with a finger. "I really enjoy the way you say my name," he breaths in your ear. Helplessly you spread your legs for him and buck your hips into his hand. "Do you want me to fuck you with my tongue?" the question was almost tender. You arched your back panting faster. "Oh yes, please yes," your body was in control now you had no real grasp of reality. The only thing you wanted was for him to sooth the ache that pulsed in your virgin walls. "Mm I love when your voice is like this, talk to me, I wanna hear more." His voice and hair tickled your thighs. "Please.. more," "Tell me what you want." "I want," voice constricted surprisingly said. "Kiss me!" He pauses and a firm pressure seizes you lips. Eagerly you arch up to return. He swallows your breathy moans and his tongue is a wet pocket of air in your mouth. It felt amazing having his body on yours. He stops kissing you and murmurs across your open mouth. "What else do you want? Do you want what I want?" "Wh-what do you w-want?" you were  almost afraid to ask. "Mnhn, what do you think I want?" It seemed like you still had the good grace to blush. "Do you want me to tell you?" He ardently asked obviously knowing that the way he talked excited you. "Nnn...yes," your body throbbed in anticipation.

"I wish you could see me so I could fuck you into the mattress and break this fucking bed down," he stops to inhale the scent of your hair. "I want you to scream my name and watch your body move with mine," he moves away and travels back down biting at your skin. The slight impressions of his teeth were tracks left as a trail. He spread your legs apart. In the mirror parallel to the bed you could see your naked body being manipulated by an unseen force that left a large indention in the bed. His tongue sank into the wet valley between your dewy folds.  He made sure not to touch the tight little hole that wanted him so badly as he ran up and down then up again to your tiny inflamed pearl. When he started to polish it he lifted your legs up and over his shoulders. Grimmjow ran his palm up one thigh snaking his very large hand in your shirt and under your sports bra. You gasp when he pinches the erect nipple. Everything he did was an overload to your senses. He hummed which vibrated your clit. "Do you like that," he asked quickly returning to his task, that hand giving your left breast a hard squeeze. "Ye-yes," your eyes were closed mouth open like a panting dog and your fingers twitched at the sheets as you concentrated on the fiery current that churned in your pelvis. He fully pressed his tongue on you then licked up before slowly circling your hot opening. "Hah ah," you couldn't help but let him do what he wanted. You moaned loudly and grabbed fistfuls of the covers on the bed when he thrust his tongue into you. Grimmjow continued his technique for a while making heat roll through your whole abdomen. Before his hand retreated from your shirt he rolled the abused nipple between his fingers. You felt a thick long finger enter you. "Gri-Grimmjow!" you inhaled sharply surprised and arched up. Grimmjow came back up to lay on your right side while he slid his middle finger in and out slowly.

"Your face is so lovely, I wish you could see me watching you enjoy this," he breathed and it sounded like he licked his lips, his voice was crystal clear now. Your knuckles were white. "Pl-please don't stop," you begged because he had slowed to a torturous pace,  you were bucking your hips making his finger go in faster. "Should I make you come?" he licked the shell of your right ear and nibbled on your jawbone. Those dirty words made you blush more if that was possible. "Kagome tell me," he stopped completely letting you do all the work. All dignity was gone. "Y-yes," you pleaded again. "Yes what?" his voice was such a turn on. Opening your eyes you looked at his see-through face with clouded eyes. "Please... make me come Grimmjow," it came out as a lustful whimper. "Mmm,"he kissed you hard before pushing another finger in and speeding up quite considerably. The white hot pleasure electrified your body when he started a come here motion inside you. It was hard to keep your eyes on him, his breath was shaky. The sound of your own lubricant pushed you closer to that glorious edge. "Oh oh I'm," you couldn't get the rest out you were so close. "Kagome say my name," he cleared his throat and started to finger you harder, hard enough to reach your cervix every time. There it was and he knew from the pulsing walls and quivering of your body. "Say my name," he urged. "Grimmjow! Grimmjow!" you screamed between moans as he made you come. Liquid poured from you as he pulled his drenched fingers out. You watched two invisible fingers be licked. "I love how you can come so much," he whispered and you could tell he was smirking in triumph. He stood up and pulled the blanket from out underneath then he walked over to the lightswitch, shut off the light, came back to lay down and covered the both of you.

Grimmjow drug you close. 'I can't believe I let him do that! I am supposed to be holy!' you fretted as he kissed you on the forehead. Another thought invaded your mind as your breathing and pulse descended to normal. "Why? you asked then swallowed thickly. "Why what?" he asked as if he was already contemplating an answer. "Why me? Why did you choose me?" you worried about his answer because it took him a moment. "It wasn't as if I was searching for a woman, I was laying on the ground dying when I saw you.." he paused. "Where?' you wanted to hear more intrigued but still embarrassed by the night's events. "Your jogging trail," "The first time you passed by I thought nothing of you, I was trying to regain my strength which was not working." That stung for some reason then his arm tightened around your naked waist.

"The second time you sat down on a log right next to me." He kissed the back of your neck. "In that short time you sat there I was able to start moving, through time I started to get strong again more and more every time we were near." you remembered that you never sat down during your jogs but around that time you were compelled to do so every other day. "I realized you were what was giving me my strength back, keeping me tied to the physical world," he explained. Even though his story was informative it didn't really explain the original question. Pushing your pointer fingers together you grappled with a way to clarify and he noticed. "Did I answer your question beautiful?" his voice was softer than satin. "Staying around me because your slowly regaining strength I understand but..." you had a hard time with this part. "B-but why do you touch me?" your voice was barely a whisper. "I can pick up what your putting down," he paused. His voice became louder as he spoke. "You don't see yourself that clearly do you?" He didn't pause for the answer. "Why wouldn't I want to touch you? Everything about you fits me perfectly...princess," he let on that he knew your secret and his hand traveled down your naked stomach to cup your crotch "Hm hm," chuckling as he did. Your eyes went wide in the dark. "Ho-how di-," he didn't let you speak.

"Oh give me more credit than that! Honestly I probably know a lot more than you think I do, and there is no way I'm passing the chance to fight for an eternity again and protect you... princess Kagome." "You don't know what your saying," you wait, rigid angry that he knew details of your fate. "Princess you're far more deliciously devious than you let on and non-fragile in the least bit as you would have others think however we all can be dark... before my death I was fueled by a very different desire and it could be argued that I was evil hm hn," Grimmjow stopped talking. "So what is your desire now?" you asked voice cold with suspicion. A part of you sent your hackles flying up. "Woah there I only have one intention to gain as much strength by protecting and fighting with you." Eyes alight with blue glow you flung up as if levitating for a split second twisted the invisible figure grabbed his wrists and pinned him to the bed. "Listen, I'll let you share my space because I'm not a murderer, but understand me when I say this, if I feel for even one millisecond that you threaten my world..I will Kill you." "Ah ha ha ha!" he laughed. "Your quite the actress, playing innocent and powerless in front of your friends, they don't have a clue as to who or what you are." You glowered at him. "There is no need to worry, I have no intention of threatening your world and don't act like you don't want me around, I want to be with you and help," his last sentence was whispered. Letting go of his wrists, that you couldn't fit your hands around, sat down where his groin would be and thought. Sensei would not be pleased about this. His knowledge about Kurui Hoshi and his intentions it would be a fight when this situation revealed itself. 'Did I just think of him going with me? Do I want him to go with me?' you shook those thoughts off not wanting to think about him NOT coming with when the time came to cross over.

Grimmjow leaned up and kissed you, his wet invisible tongue sliding across you lips. "You know you're going to have to answer to my master when he finds out about you," you pulled away saying, got off him and laid back down. "Hm I will answer to him but regardless of what anyone else wants, I'll be by your side always," he whispered in your ear with finality. 'Why?' you wondered but you really didn't want to talk about it anymore. The safety of your home was your only concern. Honestly it baffled you that his words filled you with emotion, he is the only one who has every made you act, think, and feel irrationally in accordance with your monk hood training. "I think that if your going to keep materializing... until you are fully visible.... that you should stay away from my school... and the dojo," you said and yawned. "What ever you want princess, if it makes it easier, but if I become whole when your not around, I will come searching for you," his voice was sternly delicious. Nothing was said after that. Mind racing a million miles a minute you forced yourself into unconsciousness.

Next Morning Saturday

"Knock-Knock-Knock," the hard raps on the door were repeated several times. "Dammit," you woke up looking at the clock. 9:05 am. "Looks like your little friends are here to kidnap you," Grimmjoww said apparently awake as well. "Yea they always do," you smirked noticing that you were in quite a good mood. The door opened. "Kagome don't make us come get you!" Orihime yelled from the living room and you could hear her footsteps starting towards the stairs. She had copied your key against your will when she and Ichigo forced you to be their friend. "I-I'll be down in a minute! Just stay there!" you yelled remembering shamefully that you were half naked. She stopped probably two steps up you assumed and went back to the living room with an uncertain reply. "Oh-kay..." You flew out of bed flung your closet door open and rummaged through it. Grabbing a white skirt and black top you rushed to your dresser and pulled out some peach panties, leg guarders and socks. After you hurriedly got dressed you ran to your bathroom to brush your teeth and hair. You put your hip long hair up into a simple pony tail since you had not been able to take a shower the night before. When you came out Grimmjow was in the blue chair and the bed was made. The mundane thoughtfulness made you blush. "Well let's go," he said interrupting your stare. Quickly you got on your wooden sandals. They got a lot of looks but the centuries old type of shoe was what you grew up with what you were comfortable with.

"He's still here?" Orihime raised her eyebrows in concern and surprise. "You're really pushing it buddy," Ichigo sneered, he was standing indifferently but his voice was clearly colored in displeasure . Before you could say anything Grimmjow wrapped his arm around your shoulder. His form was more prominent, more real, as if he was there but invisible sort of. His foot steps even made sound on the hard wood floor. "Kagome and I see eye to eye like it or not I'm here to stay," he spat arrogantly. This was ruining that good mood you had woken up in. "Enough, let's just have a nice day, find peace!" your voice was stern. They mumbled knowing they had acted like idiots. Orihime laughed nervously. "Oh-kay well let's go," she linked her arm with yours as all four of you proceeded to exit.

Through out the day people glanced at your group when any of you would talk to the invisible figure but all of you just seemed to go with it. Ichigo took all of you to a weapons show. It was enjoyable expressing expertise in weapons and watching part of the course polishing process. Of course you had to pretend dumb on everything dulling your knowledge that you had in this field. Nonetheless they had been impressed. You knew of their secret world but they did not know of yours. At around five Orihime took you guys to a yogurt shop. It was seven by the time all of you were walking towards your house through the park. "Yea did you see that guy's face! Ha ha ha," you cackled with hilarity making the face again. "You have such a serious looking face he didn't see it coming," Ichigo said. "I thought it was funny that he pointed trying to get his friend to look," Orihime giggled.  When the four of you had gotten on the subway earlier to get to the park, the train cart you were in stopped by another train cart. Through the glass Orihime saw a man dressed in a business suite staring at you and pointed it out. You pulled down your eyelid with your index finger and stuck your tongue out at him. The business man looked away surprised and got the attention of a man sitting next to him. This type of situation is exactly what your master wanted, you to experience pleasant mundane activities as he called them.

No one brought up the issue from earlier as you said good bye. "See you on Monday Kagome," Orihime waved walking with Ichigo. "Later Kagome if you need help call me!" he yelled seriously. "Later," you smiled and waved ignoring his comment and shut the door. Sighing you turned around and headed towards the kitchen for some food. "Wh-what is this?" you stammered between bites of your meal. He was sitting in the chair next to you at the table with his arms crossed. "Food?" he chuckled at his own sarcasm. "I know that," you finished the rest in a couple bites. "I meant..." he seemed intrigued placing his arms on the table and leaning in. "Uh, this..." you stared down at the table blushing and swaying your index finger between him and yourself. "What?" he said acting stupid. "You know what I mean," you looked to the side. "What do you think 'this' is?" he grabbed your chin lifting it up a little to force you to look at him. "I-I don't know," it was hard to speak when this type of aura would envelope the two of you, a pulling feeling started in your chest, like a magnet. "Mm, I think I'll let you figure that out on your own," he leaned in over the table and licked your lips. 'Why do I let him touch me,' 'Do I like it?,' you wondered refusing to admit the obvious. "Did you think of an answer?" his breathed noticing the look that crossed your face. "N-No," you pulled away scooting your chair back grabbing your bowl. After washing it you went up to your room with Grimmjow following to take a shower.

Before he could follow into the bathroom you slammed the door in his face. "What's the big idea?" he asked irritated. "I'm taking a shower," you said getting naked down to your sports bra and peach panties. "Yea your point?" he walked in. 'Of course he can open doors, should have locked it.' "Get out of here!" you threw your shirt at him. He easily dodged it. "It's not like I haven't seen you naked before," he said stepping closer. "That's not the point I didn't give you permission, now get out," you huffed moving the shower curtain and turning on the water. Grimmjow grabbed your hips and pulled your butt hard against his groin area. You gasped a wave of sensation washing over your back side. His thumbs hooked in the top of your panties pulling them down so that they dropped pooling around your feet. "What do you think your doing... ah ha ha!" you giggled when his finger tips dug into your hips. The tall invisible man in front of you chuckled evilly grabbed both of your wrists in one hand holding them above you. "St-ha-St-ah-stop!" you tried wiggling away from him as he laughed and tickled your sides. Laughing like this made it impossible to struggle very hard but you managed to pull away from him and land against the back wall of the shower, drenching the sports bra you had on. "Hey! now my bra is wet damm..it," you looked up from the bra to Grimmjow who looked like he was stepping out of pants. He advanced fast lifting your arms up once again but instead of tickling he shoved his big hand between your breasts pushing them apart. The wet tight material was shoved past your nipples. You yelped when he seized a pink nipple with his lips. He let go and helped you take the soaking bra off. When he reached for your body again you stopped him by grabbing your body wash. "Stay back!" you pointed the bottle at him like a sword, smirking. When his hand reached for you it received a good smack with the bottle. This continued for about 15 seconds. "In the mood for games are we?" he chuckled and stopped letting you pour some of the soap into your hand.

"Do-don't watch me!" you whined turning around to lather your whole body with soap. Not listening he grabbed your waist pulling you to him. His hands ran over your soapy front. "Now that I can not do," he huskily replied in your ear fondling your breasts. "Pl-please st-stop I didn't sa-ay you could do this," you panted gripping his wrists. 'Why does it have to feel so good,' you screamed in your head helplessly squirming in his hold. He turned you around so that you could rinse off. "Le-let me wash my hair," you breathed while he kissed, and licked at your shoulder. He stepped back letting you finish. It took you about ten min to wash your hair completely. Not letting him grab you again you turned off the shower as fast as you could and ran out of the bathroom grabbing a towel on your way. It didn't take him but a second to catch up with you he pulled the tail of the towel spinning you out of it making you land on the bed. Both of you were laughing as he tackled you onto the queen size bed. Blowing the hair out of your face you looked up at the blurry figure who was now positioned between your legs and gripping your wrists above your head. How could it be so natural just to be naked in front of this man you barely knew, laughing like two old friends. The noise of laughter died out with happy sighs. There was a silence now and you stared up at him for quite sometime. Grimmjow leaned down capturing your lips in sweet embrace. Slowly your eyes closed and you wrapped your arms around his would be neck. Instead of letting him dominate your mouth you twirled your tongue around his in the opposite direction. The inside of his mouth was more wet and every portion  of it was definable. The thick muscles on his back were physical now not as roughly shaped as before.

Curiously running your right hand up the back of his neck you discovered that you could tussle his hair between your fingers. 'I wonder what color it is?...What if he's ugly..ew, well with a body that feels like this how could he be?' your mind wondered as you allowed yourself to touch his toned invisible form. Firm abs plated his stomach, it felt nice to run your knuckles along them. Grimmjow stopped kissing to hover and gave out a wicked chuckle that sent your hairs on end in both a good and bad way. "Seems that my wretched hole is gone as well that-" "What hole?-you can feel that...when I touch you?" you asked and he ignored. "How much do you feel of me?" his voice was like smooth gravel which always made your lungs jolt. Blushing you looked away towards the mirrors on your closet doors. There you were butterfly spread on your bed with a blurry and definable body above. Quickly you looked back at him so he wouldn't notice the images in the mirror. "I-your, everything..." It  was exasperating that you couldn't find any words when you were uncomfortable in this aspect. "Hm hm," he sat up on his knees. "Can you fucking feel this!?" he grabbed the sides of your thighs from underneath your knees and pulled you to his hardened groin. You sucked in air loudly in surprise. What you knew had to be his penis was pressed firmly against your labias lengthwise. "Wha- what are you doing!?" you sqiurmed in his grip. "Mmmmm so nice," Grimmjow groaned as he started to move running the length of his hard cock up and down against you not coming close to penetration. "I coouuld fuck you right now," he said in his own realization. That threat was enough to freeze you in place. Continuing his despicably indecent action he reached with one hand to grabbed the side of your neck with his thumb resting it on your blood red cheek. "Haah but I won't.. for right now I'm going to give you a little taste of what it'll be like when I do take you."

Suddenly and explosively you were wet, so wet what he was doing was audible and the liquid started to spread to the apex of your thighs. "Ah Sto-stop wait!" you were struggling feebly against the pleasure. "Quit playing Kagome, you want it, your so fucking wet I can see my own dick," he laughed and pulled his hand from your neck just to place his thumb on your now engorged clit and rub hard. Just like the times before you couldn't help but give in. 'This is so embarrassing...I-I can't do anything,' helpless and wiggling from the burn in your veins you just looked to the side back to the mirror. Soft moans played around your open mouth while you watched his ghostly figure torment yours. You screamed when he bent down to bite the tendon on your neck harshly. "Hn hn you like watching? I'll give you something to watch," Grimmjow gripped your hair at the base of your skull and brought you up to your knees. You huffed loudly from the pain then something snapped, a wild flare whipped through your spine. Growling tore through your chest imitating a seductive animal. "I'll make that vicious side show yet ha ha ha!" Grimmjow moved around you diligently on his knees behind you re-positioning his hand in your hair at the same time. He pushed your face to the bed so that you could see the mirror his knuckles digging into your head. You yelled when he smacked your right globe that was now in the air. He spanked you two more times so hard it stung and choked your breath like an engine seizing. "Grimmjow!" It was so hard not to scream and moan as he plunged two fingers into that hot hole that always seemed to want him. The way he compelled your body to shake it was as if he knew every inch better than you. Targeting that spongy ceiling of your wetness he rubbed and prodded. In the mirrors you could see yourself forced in a demeaning but erotic pose. The girl looking back at you had a feral and untamed look on her face as she screamed in ecstacy. You could see the just blurry but definable shape, Grimmjow had his left arm laid across your back holding your head down and his right hand pumping and twirling inside. It didn't take him long to cause you to cum, he slowed his fingers but pumped hard, a pump for every three seconds as your orgasm dissipated.

You panted as your core shook, so badly you wanted more... so badly it scared and angered you. How could a celestial being like yourself be suppressed and dominated by feelings so trivial especially with one not of your kind. "How.Dare.You!" you growled twisting out from underneath him to kick him onto the floor as soon as he let go of your hair.

Before he could even think of attempting to get up you were upon him holding that huge chest of his down with your slender foot.  "Hnn... you always want to fight ha, keep it up and you'll be forcing me to take you," he ran his hand up your thigh slightly raising himself and your foot to touch your dripping peach. By the time he reached mid-thigh you slammed him back down to the floor and slid your left leg backwards so his hand would be out of range. The floor boards whined under pressure, if you applied more force they would break and that meant repairs which meant sensei would know about him prematurely. You let off a little but still retaliated with words. "Shut your dirty mouth!" you lowly shrieked. 'Why do I let him disrespect and demean me I should be killing him at this very moment, but... but I can't.' "Aw but Kagome, you like my dirty mouth," he smiled bigger it was clear in his voice. Blood rushed to your cheeks in embarrassment and anger. "Rrrrr, but I don't want to! I hate not being in control of my own body! It just lets you do what ever you want and enjoys every bit of it against my will! How is it that you make me so weak!" you yelled down at him through gritted teeth. "Love seems to make any being it wants weak" his voice became low and his words seemed to be colored with light tint of resentment. A different expression now occupied your face along with a feeling in your gut. That word you knew but never understood. The only one you had every truly cared about on a personal level was your sensei but that devotion was not love but more fierce respect, caring, and duty on both ends of the line. "If love means being a superficial immature child that is satiated by mere touch alone than I want no part of it," you schoffed looking away as you removed your foot and walked towards your closet. You watched his blurry figure stand up behind you though it did not prepare you for his next action. Grimmjow grabbed you bringing you to him so that your back touched his invisible front side. He wrapped his arms around you but not in a sexual way there was something definitely off with his vibe. "Does that mean you want no part of me?" he asked in a whisper. Why did his question hurt so much? It felt like a huge muggy ball was stuck in your throat stretching it so that it was painful and incapacitating you to speak.

"Princess Kagome, I learned much while I was dead, I learned that the drive to seek power lead me to my death, that the universe places darkness and light on an unlevel balance however it can be tipped to either side. When I died I knew I would once again become a menos but you changed that fate and now I am becoming more powerful than I could imagine, I can feel it. Your sensei was right when he said you were not ready to bring the war in your world to an end and peace to your people," he finished his lecture but held you in a soft but sturdy grasp. His words confused and angered you, well that last part pissed you off actually. "Which reminds me I have not trained today..." your tone was steady control but inside there was so much turmoil. He slid his arms from you slowly as you slipped away from him. You walked to your closet opened the door and grabbed out your regular under-armor that weighed fifty pounds. Without a word you dressed as he stared at you and walked out of the room down the steps through the hallway and out to go train.

Grimmjoww's P.O.V.
"Chssh," you laid down on Kagome's bed after you heard the front door close. "She is completely anesthetized and I thought I was a cold fish, ha as if I all of a sudden I have the knowledge of someone with compassion," you chuckled to your self as you pondered that thought. Did dying change your perspective that much maybe but you knew for certain you would always be a killer and a power seeker. "But her...her, she makes me feel electric," you closed your blurry fist tight wishing to see your knuckles turn white. It was true though; in death your perspective was the same but being filled by her aura had changed everything and that was apparent the first time you reached out and touched her cheek after you gained enough strength to follow her around. You had never felt so powerful before than when you were around her even without being able to use your powers. "That will come too, I can feel it, ha she is stuck with me," you kept speaking aloud here and there as you thought. Whether she liked it or not she would fall into place beside you.

3 hours later
"Gah!" you grunted from the slice you received as you flipped backwards. The Pe Wing Chung dummy whose several arms were made of Uchigatanas had more hits than you and you have never been cut by the Pe Wing Chung dummy. It was upsetting today was the worst you have done since you were ninety. At this point you were pacing the dirt of the enclosed courtyard glaring at the Pe Wing Chung dummy as your teeth tugged at your right hand index finger. It wasn't that the guard board or the stepping post or any of your other equipment was able to one up you it was the cloudy haze your mind was in. Quickly you jumped close to the dummy. 'It's him, him, him!' you stabbed the dummy three times with the ninjato in your left hand. This was unacceptable it was like he made you question who you were. 'I am Princess Kagome and it is my sworn duty to save Kurai Hoshi and my people,' but that made you wonder is that all you were that this inevitable conquest was your only destiny. You were done with training apparently zou were not getting to the level of flow to concentrate and control your powers.

The light was still on in the bedroom you noticed as you walked up the stairs of the house. When you reached the door you took a breath before walking in. Grimmjow was still laying on the bed but did not move at all as you entered. The outline and the color that was now a little visible alarmed you. He was becoming more material by the hour. Quickly and quietly you ran to the bathroom and clicked the door shut and hopped in the shower you washed at a rather quick pace, you did not want him to notice how visible he had become. After the shower you slapped your head realizing you had forgotten pajamas. It seemed you would have to walk out naked after drying. As you feared he was awake and seemingly watching the bathroom door intently from the position of his now slight silhouette. With his head propped by one hand with his elbow on the bed he spoke. "That is new, what no pajamas?" he chuckled. Glaring you put your nose up at him like he smelt of curdled milk and walked to the dresser to get a shirt and some panties. Knowing how he would be able to now see the outline of himself in the mirrored doors of the closet you avoided them. Without speaking you turned off the light and crawled into bed with him getting under the covers with you. "How you are cold woman," he sighed like he enjoyed that fact. "Hmm that's just fine I know you are warm for me," Grimmjow pulled your body close to his since you had laid down with your back towards him. "I am only one thing, the salvation of my world," you spoke monotonously. Some how you had become disappointed by this because you realized you wanted more than that. "But so much more..." he whispered in your ear seeming to imply more than the words. Like it always did his voice sent pulses through your very bones that emitted vibrations into your muscles. At this point you were just angry with yourself, how could you be so easy to influence, so you just lay silent, eyes shut tightly. He only chuckled before kissing the back of your neck.

The morning came swiftly. Light shown through the window waking you from a restless slumber. There were no arms around you anymore, you sat up with haste looking around panicked. Where was Grimmjow.