The Bear

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Everyone admired the feast that you and Yumichika had cooked, it had taken awhile since both you and Yumchika kept getting distracted, Yachiru being the main distraction.

It was awkward eating dinner though, especially for Grimmjow. For most of the time, you and Grimmjow had tried to make minimal eye contact, which caused an awkward silence between everyone.

You and Grimmjow had decided to sit on opposite ends of the table, everyone looking back and forth between you two, wondering what was going to happen next. Everyone had known something had happened the two of you, due to the fact that you had stopped going to the World of the Living for some time. However, no one pressed on asking since most were scared that if something bad did happen between you two, they didn't want to be the target of Grimmjow's rage or your crying. Even Zaraki didn't bother to ask. As long as you didn't come home crying, then he didn't have to kill anyone. And Yachiru... well Yachiru was out of the loop most of the time.

And this was how dinner went on for the rest of the night. An awkward silence, everyone waiting for either you or Grimmjow to say something to each other. But nothing happened. You had slowly picked at your food, as if you were nervous, while Grimmjow wolfed down his meal, clearly enjoying it, and even politely asking for seconds. Wtf?!

Dinner had finished, Grimmjow being the first, and excusing himself from the table.

"Where are you going now Grimmjow- san?" Urahara asked, curious onto what he was going to do. Usually Grimmjow is never home in the shop, so having him there is awkward, especially with you around now.

"I'm going to sleep." Grimmjow answered irritated. "That fucking food made me sleepy." Hearing such a comment, you shot a cold glare at Grimmjow. Which everyone immediately noticed, due to the fact you had cooked dinner with Yumichika's help. But the comment didn't seem to bother Yumichika at all.

"It was good." Grimmjow finished, stretching his arms up as he walked up the stairs with a yawn. Your glare eased, and you were quite surprised by the comment. You had just remembered that Grimmjow usually took naps after a good meal, and if the meal sucked, well he went on and found something else to eat.

Your cheeks were flushed a slight pink at Grimmjow's comment, but to keep everyone away from looking at you, you helped Tessai clear the table. However, Zaraki knew better, and instantly caught the colour on your face. He couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.

"What's so funny Ken- chan?" Yachiru asked, looking up to her fatherly figure with her big brown eyes.
"Nothing brat." Zaraki brushed off with a grin. "Go get Kagami and take your bath now."
"Alright." Yachiru answered with a smile, and raced off to the kitchen to go get you.

Grimmjow walked into his room, the second futon always being the first thing he sees. He had to remember that you also slept in the room at times, so he tried to keep the room as clean as possible. Which highly irritated him since he isn't known to clean after himself.

But as soon as Grimmjow walked into the room, a silhouette on the window sill had caught his attention. A murderous and joyous grin appeared on Grimmjow's face, his woman was a liar. There on the window sill, sat a clear vase with blue roses sitting in it. He had only wished he had saw your expression when you had opened the gift, but other then that, he was happy you had gotten it.

"Yachiru you have to get ready for bed." You said in a harsh whisper to the hyper active small child who was running around the room in only her underwear. You would have screamed, but you didn't want to wake up an angry espada.

"Yachiru please be more quiet." You asked in a whisper. "Grimmjow is sleeping in the other room."
"Okay." Yachiru quickly agreed. Just like you thought, she was out of the loop about you and Grimmjow. Usually, she would be the first to ask, the first to know, and the first one to tell everyone else.

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