3 & 6: Neliel & Grimmjow: Part 2

After Grimmjow and Nel's night together, they both seemed to change in their own ways. Grimmjow wasn't going out and killing lesser Hollows and Nel seemed to get really nervous around Grimmjow. He noticed Nel's strange behavior too and wondered if had done something wrong.

Nel locked herself in her room to avoid Grimmjow, but she knew that she couldn't stay in her room forever. One day she decided to venture out of her room to get some fresh air. She cracked her door just enough to take a peek in the hallway. When she saw that the close was clear she slowly opened the door and took a step out into the hallway when she suddenly bumped into Grimmjow. Grimmjow was waiting for her, outside her door. Waiting for the opportunity to have a talk with her. Grimmjow grabbed a hold of Nel by her arms and pushed her back into her room and locked the door behind him.

"Grimmjow!?! What are you doing?! You have no right to keep me here!" Nel yelled at the Panther Espada.

"Just shut up woman!!" Grimmjow slammed his fist against Nel's wall. Making it crack all the way up to the ceiling and down to the floor. Little drops of blood started to drip from his knuckles.

"Grimmjow...!" Nel rushed over to Grimmjow and took his giant hand in hers. She looked down at Grimmjow's twitching hand and then up at the pained look on his face. She took his good hand and lead him to her bed. Nel opened the nightstand next to her bed and took out some band-aids, peroxide, and some wrappings. She cleaned the cuts on Grimmjow's knuckles and wrapped them up in bandages.

"You know, now I have to talk to Hallibel about fixing my wall now because of you." Nel said with a sigh.

"I don't care. Ya just make me so angry ya know that?" Grimmjow said as he gritted his teeth.

"Why do I..."

"Ya just do alright! Ya act like ya care when ya really don't. We had that night together the other night and now ya can't even look at me. Why is that?" Grimmjow's voice was a little shaky as if trying to hold back feelings that he didn't want Nel to see.

Nel took both of Grimmjow's hands and tightly held them in hers. Tears formed in her eyes as she stared at Grimmjow.

"The reason why I was giving you space is because I wanted to give you time to yourself. To see if you wanted to go down a path of not killing for fun. If you were willing to go down a different path, then you and I would know that you can be something more than a killing machine." Nel gently kissed Grimmjow's hands.

Grimmjow simply sighed and then tilted Nel's head up by her chin. With a cheeky smile he overlapped his lips on top of hers. Falling back onto Nel's bed their kiss escalated into a passionate embrace. Clothes went flying through the air and scattered across the floor. The sound of the bed moving along with Nel and Grimmjow echoed off the walls of Nel's almost empty room. Their breathing clashed together, and their fingers intertwined with each other. The room then suddenly fell silent. No movement was Madeira. Both of them had fallen asleep, holding each other close once again like the many nights before. The Panther was slowly being tamed by the Goat. And a love that no one thought possible between two people that couldn't be more different was starting to bloom.