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Your Love	By : EroPrincess Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 7473 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. Tite Kubo does. I do not make any money from this story. I'm merely writing it for fun.

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Well here I am, obsessed with Bleach! I'm so deep into the Grimmjow and Nel pairing that it isn't even funny; but it is funny because I'm writing fiction about them!
My love for this couple started sometime around mid-April and it just won't quit. So here I am, writing this story! My first Bleach fan fiction: yay!
Like my other fictions, this story is an Alternate Universe and it's for mature audiences. There will be crude language (hey, it's not Grimmjow if he doesn't use that delicious potty mouth of his), and sex! This story is set in 2010 in Karakura Town. There will be no soul reapers, hollows, sword fighting and such. Everyone who plays a role in this story is human. No one will have any super-duper powers and shit!
I'm going to try my best to keep the characters as very much in-character as possible. If I slip up…oh well. With that said, on to the story!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Bleach or its characters they belong to Tite Kubo and all of those other important people that fan fiction writers like me do not care about! I'm a poor, struggling college student who should be doing more productive things with my time. I also do not take credit for the song "Your Love" by Nicki Minaj. I'm just borrowing some of the lyrics so if there are big, powerful lawyers out there…please don't sue me. The same also goes for any name brands mentioned.
Thanks a million JB for beta-reading!
"You're like a candy store and I'm a toddler..." Nicki Minaj
Your Love Chapter 1
"I still do not know what you see in him, Nel…" Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck sat inside the local Baskin-Robbins enjoying her Gold Medal Ribbon ice cream, feigning attention to the lecture she had heard a thousand times from her best friend, Tia Hallibel. "He's crude, brash, arrogant, loud, and obnoxious…he's the exact opposite of you. The two of you are like night and day, yin and yang, water and oil."
She heard Hallibel's protests dozens of times about her infatuation with the resident bad-boy Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez and each and every time those protests would enter one ear and escape the other. Nelliel knew Grimmjow was far from her league. She knew that no one would approve of her interest in him, but she couldn't keep her thoughts and feelings to herself. So she shared her secret crush with the three people she loved most in the world: Tia, the only woman she has ever trusted; and her two best male friends Pesche Guatiche and Dondochakka Bilstin.
Nelliel was fully aware of Grimmjow's reputation around Karakura town and the effect he and his friends had on its citizens. Even she couldn't understand her infatuation with the grinning troublemaker. Everything about his personality would usually turn her off and she wouldn't be ashamed to turn her nose up at someone as brash as him.
At the same time, Nelliel knew there was more depth to Grimmjow than what he showcased on the surface. At least, she hoped there was. She somehow felt that there had to be a logical reason behind her attraction for the self-proclaimed "Thug King". She tried her best to explain those reasons to Hallibel.
"Night and day, yin and yang are total opposites, yes?" The baby-voiced young adult spoke up. "Nevertheless, neither would function properly if they were wholly divided. They have to remain joined as one in order to maintain balance… to… complement… one another."
Hallibel snorted sarcastically and gave her naïve friend a pointed look. Resting her back against the vinyl booth of the ice cream parlor, she folded her arms under her ample chest and gave Nelliel a frown that creased her platinum brows.
"Well, Miss Philosophical, care to explain the balance between water and oil?"
"Hmm…well…" Nelliel tapped her spoon against her full lips, seriously thinking over Hallibel's question. A cute frown decorated her face while she pondered the similarities between the two.
A mental ding sounded in Nelliel's head, and she lifted her spoon excitedly. "I got it! They're both liquids, and people cannot live without liquids!" She nodded frantically.
"The point I was trying to make, Nel," Hallibel scowled at her friend, "is that water and oil do not complement each other…just like you and Jaegerjaquez. Trust me; you do not want to get involved with him. I know him…personally. He's no good for you. You deserve someone better… Why not crush on someone like Findor Carias? He's a well-rounded young man, and he's very loyal. He's also extremely protective of those he cares about."
"Exacta?" Nelliel joked, causing both women to fall into a bout of giggles. "Thanks Tia, but no thanks. Findor does not appeal to me. It's something about Grimmjow that just… he makes me pay attention to him, you know what I mean?"
"Nel, Jaegerjaquez makes everyone around him pay attention to him, whether you want to or not. You can't help but to notice him. He's…ugh…whatever." Reaching across their table, Hallibel grabbed Nelliel's hand in support. "We're best friends, Nel. You know I wouldn't lie to you, ever. I fully support everything you do and if you want to pursue Jaegerjaquez, go for it. Just be cautious. When dealing with him, tread carefully."
Nelliel's plump cheeks tinged pink as she blushed at her best friend's blessing. "Thank you, Tia. I really appreciate it. It doesn't matter though." Sighing wistfully, Nelliel continued to feast on her frozen treat. "I might as well be air whenever he's around. I'm completely invisible to him. He doesn't notice me at all."
"With those titties, I highly doubt it," Hallibel replied calmly, chuckling at Nelliel's agape jaw.
"You're one to talk, Tia." Nelliel shot back, staring at her best friend's chest.
Hallibel rolled her eyes and sighed, tucking a few platinum strands behind her ear. "I suppose."
Nelliel gave her best friend a once-over, nodding at Hallibel's beauty and confidence.
Hallibel sat across from her wearing a white bikini top, to counter the blazing summer heat. The cotton stretched across her generous breasts, only just managing to cover her full areolas. Thin strings tied around her back and neck, leaving her entire back and most of her torso exposed. The left side of her right breast bared a small, tattooed number 3 that she proudly showcased at any given chance.
Nelliel also possessed the same tattoo, only hers was large and it expanded from the majority of her back. Both friends got the tattoos at the same time in order to showcase their loyalty to one another.
Barely covering her bottom was a white, cotton spandex skirt, and white thigh-high stilettos that made her 5'6 frame appear taller.
Her sleek, platinum, chin-length bob shone in the sun's rays that filtered the ice cream parlor, giving Hallibel's hair a glossy, halo-effect. Her eyebrows and lashes were the same platinum color, a stark contrast to her café au lait skin tone. Two purple lightning bolt tattoos adorned both her cheeks, which only emphasized her beauty.
As Nelliel looked into Hallibel's green eyes, she saw a confident woman who was not afraid to be herself. Hallibel's entire being screamed of raw sexuality, and she knew it. She was also fully aware of the nasty comments other women made behind her back, but never paid them any mind.
Nelliel was a bit envious of Hallibel in that regard. Hallibel was extremely beautiful, bold, and daring. She was also extremely mature and very wise for someone only nineteen years old. She was never afraid to be herself no matter who was around. Nelliel mentally chuckled to herself as she thought about the irony of it all: here Hallibel was telling her to stay away from Grimmjow because of their differences and yet, she and Hallibel were light-years apart in terms of personality…appeal…even right down to the way they dress.
Shrugging self-consciously, Nelliel gently frowned at her casual attire. Her style was a lot more conservative than her friend's. She wore a thin white, sleeveless turtleneck, white finger-less gloves, stone-washed jeans, and clear thong sandals.
The only makeup she ever dared to apply on her face was sheer lip gloss. She figured with her facial deformities, the task of putting on makeup would be a waste of money and time.
Nelliel was always insecure when it came to her physical appearance because nothing about her body seemed…proportioned. In her opinion, everything was out-of-whack.
From the moment she started puberty her breasts grew in dramatic proportions. It was difficult being the only girl in middle school with a double-D sized chest. The girls would always poke fun at her and the boys never hesitated to grope her at any given chance. PE class was the worst because of the little shorts and tight shirts all the girls had to wear, Nelliel couldn't help but to stand out from the rest of her classmates.
To this day, she felt that she never would've made it out of middle school if it weren't for her best friends, Dondochakka and Pesche; she loved like brothers. They were the only ones to befriend her all those years ago, and they had been by her side ever since. Even now they shared a three-bedroom apartment in downtown Karakura.
She met Hallibel during her sophomore year of high school, and after being around the self-assured young teen, Nelliel began to accept her appearance a bit more, although her personality never wavered.
At eighteen, Nelliel handled her responsibilities like an adult, but still maintained her child-like mannerisms. Even as she sat and ate ice cream with Hallibel, somehow she always managed to get most of it everywhere, all over her face and in her lap. Her personality never ceased to amaze Hallibel, which was one of the main reasons why she protested against Nelliel's admiration of Grimmjow. A man like Grimmjow could never understand her free-spirited, child-like nature.
Nelliel tugged at a lock of her long, wavy, sea-green hair as she reminisced about her past. She scrunched her nose a little, peeking down from her hazel eyes at the red birthmark that stretched from her left cheek, across the bridge of her nose, to her right cheek; the red mark standing out from her peaches-and-cream complexion. Over time she grew to like her birthmark, initially finding it unique because of its size and the placement on her face.
She stopped tugging at her hair to comb her bangs over her forehead, desperately trying to hide the scar on her face that she received a little over two years ago…
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Closing her eyes, Nelliel recalled the night when she was sixteen years old. She was on her way home after finishing some makeup work at school. She stopped by the Urahara Shop to grab a box of the latest candy craze, Soul Candy.
"Chappy, you're just so cute!" Nelliel squealed, looking at the rabbit mascot on the package. She opened her box excitedly, empting the colorful contents into her palm.
Popping one of the hard candies into her mouth, she looked up at the sky and noticed the setting sun behind the clouds, indicating it would be night soon. "Hmm…I better hurry home. Dondochakka and Pesche will be waiting for me."
Before she took another step, she heard a male voice behind her chuckling maliciously. "What's the rush, pet…? Surely ya got time ta play to play fur a bit…right…?"
"Who's there?" Nelliel whipped her head around, searching everywhere for the phantom voice, but she couldn't see anyone. "Show yourself, now!"
"No problem, pet. I'm right behind ya."
With no time to react, Nelliel felt a hard, blunt object connect with her skull. Warm crimson liquid oozed from the wound and her vision blurred. Her body swayed from left to right and soon darkness took her.
She didn't remember much after that. She only remembered waking up to see Pesche, Dondochakka, and Hallibel sitting in her hospital room worried for her.
. . . . .
Blinking rapidly, Nelliel shook her head to erase the memories of that night. She had a permanent reminder of that attack; a long scar trailed from the edge of her scalp, past her forehead down to the top of her nose. She was thankful that her bangs grew long enough to allow her hair to obscure the scar from people's view.
At times she would experience excruciating headaches and her scalp was still tender from that attack. The authorities never found out who attacked her, but ever since that night she never traveled alone. She was always with her friends, and she was forever thankful they were a part of her life.
"Nel, you zoned out for a bit. What were you thinking about?" Hallibel questioned. "Some of your ice cream melted on your shirt."
"Oh no!" Nelliel squealed as she frantically reached for a napkin. She wiped at the melted concoction soaking the fabric of her turtleneck, only to moan disappointingly at the large, beige stain on her 40-F chest. "What am I going to do now? I can't go out like this! I'll only draw more attention to myself!"
Hallibel swallowed her chuckles; she found it humorous that Nelliel was whining with the sound of her voice and all. "If it were me, I'll just wear my stain proudly. You must've had a serious fantasy about Grimmjow to allow him to distract you like this."
Nelliel merely frowned in response, ignoring her blonde friend.
"Also, if I were you I wouldn't turn around." Hallibel continued.
Tossing the used napkin on their table, Nelliel asked, "Why not? Is there something behind me that I'm not supposed to see?"
Calmly eating away at her frozen yogurt, Hallibel replied, "Nothing of the sort. You didn't want to go out with that stain on your shirt because of the attention you'd receive… Well, you might not want to turn around because the man of your wet dreams and his friends just walked in."
Her eyes widened in surprise when she turned around in her chair. She immediately regretted it as her eyes met with the intense blue ones of the man of her fantasies.
Behind her she listened as Hallibel chuckled smugly at her expense.
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This fiction will be heavily edited when the time comes for ff . net. The links for the unedited version of this story will be found in my profile.
Next chapter: Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez.
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