You Want to be With WHO!?!...I Know, I Can't Believe it Either (Grimmjow Love) Ch. 15

Grimmjow’s POV…

I had no idea how long I had been staring at the never ending rain, but I knew I had been staring long enough for some numeros to come and fix the entire window wall and tear out the blood-soaked piece of carpet and replace it. Amaya still wasn’t back though, and I worried that I had acted too late, that she was dead and was never coming back. I turned my gaze to the ceiling of the room, tired of watching the pounding rain and the dull gray sky. It felt like it had been another hour…then I heard something. I lazily tilted my head to look at the door, seeing a doctor come in…with Amaya in his arms. My eyes widened and I quickly snapped out of bed and ran for her. I skidded to a stop in front of the doctor and he looked from Amaya to me, then handed her out to me. I looked at her for a moment, then took her. I held her to me, her head pressed into my chest, her fire hair feeling like silk against me. She looked like she was more alive now than she was when she was carted away…yet she still felt so fragile, “We’ve put her in a coma for now.” The doctor said, gaining my attention, then he continued, “She should stay out for about a week with what we gave her. But if for any reason she wakes up before the end of the week, you must get us and have us put her back into this comatose state. Andakai broke six of her ribs; all of them had pierced out of her, nicking some of her arteries. You need to make sure she lays flat and doesn’t shift any other way while she’s asleep. And yes, even though she’s in a comatose state, she still does move, she was moving her arms and legs when she was with us, just make sure her body doesn’t move...Take good care of her…she’s been through a lot.” He said, bowed, then turned and walked out. I looked back down at her again, they had changed her into a short white gown with small straps, and it was slightly see through, I could see her entire upper body was wrapped in bandages. I sighed and looked at her face, it was calm, yet she still looked almost lifeless the way her chest didn’t heave up and down to breath. I turned slowly and walked back to my bed, laying her down on her back and crawling beside her. I laid on my stomach and watched her closely, soon seeing her chest heave up and down slightly under the tightly wrapped bandages. It calmed me slightly to know that I could see her breathing if I watched her close. I saw her leg twitch slightly, her mouth gasp slightly for air, and her arms move up by her head, her hair wrapping around her arms, making them look like they were on fire. Her head tossed towards me and she sighed silently. I suddenly didn’t feel so empty anymore now that I knew she was alive and getting better. “Amaya, you’re an idot.” I sighed, laying my head on her shoulder and looked up at her face. I scanned it once more before pulling her arm down around me and pushing closer to her till I could feel the fabric of her dress brush against my chest. I watched her face, but no expression painted her face, it was flat and tired. I groaned slightly, “I’m falling for you more and more…why? You’re a bitch, you’re stubborn, harsh, glare at practically anything that moves here, fights to kill us, almost did kill a few of us…but I can’t help this feeling and it’s annoying me more and more.” I told her comatose form softly, “Maybe because you seem like me in some of those ways that…I don’t know…and that’s another reason you’re so dammed annoying: You’re so damn hard to figure out, yet you seem to know what every expression that passes my face means.” I sighed and moved my arm to cradle her closer to me, then used my other hand to press her hand on my chest, closing my eyes and falling asleep seconds later.

Three days later

My POV…

“Ugh, ow…why am I always getting hurt here?” I asked myself, feeling my stomach throbbing, but I also felt something on my shoulder and something lightly wrapped around me, but it felt soft and warm. I opened my eyes and looked down, seeing Grimmjow was sleeping peacefully on my shoulder and his arm wrapped around me, holding me closer to him, yet with no clear emotion on his face. It was his hair that felt so soft against my skin. I also saw that my arm was wrapped around him and he was softly pressing my hand on his chest. I sighed and let my hand pet his chest, hearing a purr come from him, making me laugh softly, but grunting with the strain of moving my other arm over me so I could run my hand through is hair, his purr getting louder as I did, also making me smile. *Aw, he actually looks nice and innocent when he sleeps.* I thought with a smile as I continued to pet him. I was still combing my fingers though his silky hair when his icy eyes snapped open, looked at me, then shoved away, sending me into a world of hurt. I cried out and held my sides tightly, “What the hell was that for!?!” I growled at him, throwing a hand out to connect with his face with a loud smack. But as I was drawing it back in he grabbed my wrist, “Hey, knock it off, I’m sorry.” He said in a rather calm manner that made confusion cross my face. *…I slapped him, hard…I can see my hand print on his face, but…he’s not mad…WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?!?* I thought in worry and confusion as I looked at him. I pulled my wrist away, but he pulled it back to him as another expression passed across his face…relief? “Hey, relax, I didn’t mean to do that alright? You just surprised me.” He said, still calm and still freaking me out. I felt his hand that clasped my wrist relax slightly, and he came back to the bed, sitting next to me, making me rolling into him. “…What’s…wrong with you?” I asked him, trying inching away, but couldn’t do much before the pain shot up my ribs, and since he still had my wrist. I cringed forward from the pain, “Shit.” “You shouldn’t be trying to sit up anyway. Lay down.” He told me, pressing my shoulder down to keep me down, “Stop giving me that look.” He told me, rolling his eyes. I was still giving him my ‘What-the-hell-have-you-done-with-the-REAL-Grimmjow’ look. “Why are you so concerned about me? You hate me.” “…I…don’t hate you…I guess. Just lay flat alright.” *Still sounds like a command no matter what tone he has.* I thought with a slight annoyed look. “…Why were you so surprised to see me awake…thought I was dead?” I asked him, he scoffed, “I knew you weren’t dead, you just weren’t supposed to wake up for another three days. Our doctors put you in a coma.” “…A coma?...I was able to wake up from and induced coma?” I asked, knowing that that should have been impossible. He nodded, “God I am so damn weird.” I sighed out. He turned his head to look out the now repaired window, but I still saw his smile he was trying to hide. “*sigh* You think so too huh?” He turned back to look at me, “…Do I really need to answer that?” He asked with a smirk. I growled and turned to look through him and out the window…it was raining; it felt good to see the rain again, relaxing. I felt the bed shift as I was getting lost in my mind. I began to focus my vision to see that Grimmjow had stood up and was walking towards the door, “Where ya going?” “To get the doctors. They said that if by some miracle you woke up I was supposed to get them and have them put you back into your coma.” He said as he got closer to the door. My eyes widened, *I-I don’t want to go back to sleep!* I thought as I quickly threw off the sheets and suffered through the pain as I lunged at him, grabbing him by the shoulders, only to cry out and fall to my knees, but they didn’t connect to the plush carpet and I felt arms wrap around my waist. I looked up to see Grimmjow looking incredibly pissed off, yet worried at the same time. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!? Trying to kill yourself?!?!” He snarled at me. He pulled me to my feet, yet still held my waist; I latched onto his shoulders, digging my nails into him as I suffered silently through the pain, still managing to give him a pleading look that managed to surprise him. “Please, please don’t get them. I don’t want to go back to sleep.” I whined. It surprised me again when his features softened and he picked me up, a grin plastered on his face. “Stupid, you’re such a pain in the ass ya know.” I sighed, “Whatever.” He walked back over to his bed and laid me down, I yawned, but instantly recoiled and held my stomach, “Shit that hurt.” I groaned, “Well if you were asleep none of this would have happened.” Grimmjow said, looking out the window. I growled at him, took a deep breath and swung my leg, kicking him in the gut and sending him a few yards back. I then recoiled again and held in a scream, “What the hell was that for!?!” He growled, holding his now bruised stomach, “I-It was w-worth it.” I said through clenched teeth, still trying to hold back my scream. He was soon by my side, his hand dangerously close to my throat, he wanted to choke me, but he was trying to control himself since I was injured. I stayed in my ball and glared up at his frozen eyes and his open hand that was trying so hard to inch for my throat. I gave up first, dropping my glare and tightly shutting my eyes against the pain, but rebel tears managed to fall down my face from the corners of my eyes. I heard him sigh, trying to relax himself. “You’re such an idiot.” He sighed. My pain started to ease away and I uncurled myself slowly, laying flat and looking up at him as his tired looking gaze fell on me. “And you’re a jackass, but I guess we’re both going to have to deal with it.” I sighed, then closed my eyes as I started to widen in anger. I soon drifted into sleeps’ awaiting arms.

Grimmjow’s POV…

“And you’re a jackass, but I guess we’re both going to have to deal with it.” She said tiredly as her eyes slowly closed and she fell asleep. My eyes widened as I looked at her in anger. *It would be so easy to kill her right now. She’s sleeping, injured, oh so vulnerable…Dammit! Why can’t I do it!? It would be as easy as grabbing her throat, easy as breathing!* I growled to myself, unable to kill her, even after everything she did. I just continued to stare at her as she slept, unable to really do anything else. If I left Aizen would probably murder me and whether it shows or not, I like my life. I growled walked toward her sleeping form, *Damn, and I put her on my bed too.* I thought, *Well I did it once.* I again crawled next to her and fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning I saw that Amaya was still asleep next to me, only she had moved during the night into laying on her said, her face pressed into my chest, a look of extreme pain on her face. I sighed and pushed her gently back to lay on her back, the look of pain lessening when she was lying flat. *Sometimes I think you’re more trouble than you’re worth.* I thought with a sight as I looked at her. I stood and stretched before going to the closet and grabbing new clothes before going to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I was done with my shower in about five minutes, got out and dried off before changing and going back to the other room, “W-What the hell?! Where’d she go!?!” Amaya wasn’t on the bed sleeping anymore, she was gone, the only thing on the bed were the bandages that wrapped her wounds and the hospital dress she had been in. “Oh shit…this is going to be bad.” As far as I knew only Gin, Halibel, her fracción, Nnoitra, Yammy, and the doctors were the only people that had seen how damaged and broken she looked after the attack. Aizen only knew what was told to him, not how it looked…but now, she wasn’t safely locked in the room, she was out in the open and without her bandages. And those bandages were still soaked on the inside with fresh blood, so she obviously wasn’t totally healed yet. *I don’t even want to think about what’s gonna happen to me if Aizen sees her. And if he finds her and sees her alone, I’ll get myself in deeper trouble for leaving her alone long enough to escape, also that I let her stay awake instead of getting the doctors and letting them put her back to sleep, aww shit.* I thought with a groan. I quickly went out the door and saw, that a few yards away was a thick trail of blood on the floor, and patches of blood dripping down the wall from where she must have fell into the wall to rest momentarily and regain her balance. *Shit, gotta find her, and fast, before she dies of blood loss.* I quickly followed the trail of blood a few dozen halls and finally found her lying limp on the ground, a pool of blood around her. “Shit, Amaya!” I called and heard her groan, I rushed to her and sit her up slightly. Her eyes opened to show a dull, going black, green color, she had changed herself into a short, simple black dress that sorta reminded me of her hospital gown. “G-Grimmjow.” “What the hell are you doing out here!?” I asked her in a harsh whisper, look up and around the hall to see if anyone was around, no one was. I looked back down at her and saw her eyes closing again, but she was struggling to keep them open. “I-I wanted t-to get out of t-that room and m-move around.” She whispered weakly, “And you had to take off your bandages to do that!?” I whispered harshly again, she said nothing and struggled to stay conscious. I shook her slightly, “Hey, hey don’t fall asleep, you gotta stay conscious or you might die, you lost a lot of blood on this little stunt.” She nodded heavily, still trying to keep her eyes open. I groaned in frustration and picked her up, “Damn you’re a lot of trouble. I have no idea why Aizen would want someone so troublesome around here.” She said nothing, only continued to fight unconsciousness. Then, suddenly I heard footsteps coming towards us from down the hall. “Shit, um, hey, stay awake ok, I need you to hide behind me.” I told her, setting her on her feet and balancing her against the wall, spreading her feet open slightly to match my stance before standing in front of her and leaning back slightly, putting my hands in my pockets and putting my usual scowl back on, “Grimmjow, sir, I have news for you, are you around here…oh, um, Grimmjow Sir, I have news from Lord Aizen.” I growled at the little purple haired Arrancar, “Oh what is it now?” He shirked back, “Sorry sir, but Lord Aizen needs you to attend the meeting starting momentarily.” “About what?” I drilled him, *I need to get Amaya back first, I don’t think she has too much longer.* I suddenly felt her hands grab the sash tied around my waist and squeezed it slightly as her body collapsed forward onto me, “Please, hurry.” She whispered so weakly I barely heard her. “…It’s about the World of the Living Invasion…it’s starting.” My eyes widened at his answer, *About time!* I thought happily, almost forgetting about the dying girl leaning on my back. “Ahem, fine, get outta here.” “Y-Yes Grimmjow sir.” He ran away down the hall, and as soon as he was gone I turned around quickly and grabbed Amaya in my arms before her body had a chance to fall forward. I swooped her up bridal style and flash stepped back to our room.

I quickly kicked the door open and put her on my bed before rushing back to the door and shutting it. When I turned around her eyes were closed, making mine snap open, “Amaya!” I ran next to her and shook her slightly, and as her body moved the blood that had seeped out of her was soaking into my bed. “Shit, hey, wake up!” “Mm, it, it hurts, can’t I just sleep?” “NO! You’ll die if you do!” I yelled at her, “…I know.” My eyes widened, “Oh shut the hell up and just wake up, you’re not going to die.” She didn’t say anything else, but her eyes opened slightly. I quickly went and found a large roll of bandages and some medicine that closed wounds. When I got back to her I threw the roll and the tube next to her. I moved her arms above her head, a painful gasp escaping her mouth. “Sorry.” I then grabbed the bottom of her dress and pulled it up to above her breasts to get to her wounds. Her whole torso was covered in fresh and dried blood. I went to the bathroom and wet a small towel with warm water before going back to her. I cleaned off all the blood and quickly sealed her still bleeding wounds with the medicine, then quickly wrapped her torso again, tighter than before. I sighed, and looked up at her, her eyes still dark as she looked at me. Her mouth opened to say something, “Don’t say anything.” She closed it, “Just…just keep your ass here this time. I gotta go to a meeting.” She nodded and let her eyes fall closed, *Well, at least she won’t die this time since she won’t lose anymore blood.* I turned towards the door and left to the meeting.

*I can’t even be happy about the invasion…bitch, why do you always keep me worried about you?*