Little Things

72 Through 78

Welp, I'm back. Christmas is over and I've finally got another chapter to put up. Yay me! I hope you all enjoy.

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Kiss With a Fist 1

"You hit me once

I hit you back

We are tearing down the endless halls, teeth flashing and laughter ringing.

You gave a kick

I gave a slap

And I smear blood with my fingers along the walls in streaks and lick scarlet off my lips from your claws.

You smashed a plate over my head

Then I set fire to your bed~"

Watch us run wild while the ambitious false god lounges on his throne.

Music

At Night, I think of you

I want, to be your lady baby~

If your game is on

Give me a call boo

If your lovin's strong

Gonna give my all to you

The Brat likes music.

If the way she tends to turn my room into the equivalent of what humans called a 'disco' – her words, not mine – She likes it a lot. She looks like an idiot, head rolling on her shoulders to the barely-there- beat escaping from her headphones but she's occupied and not bothering me so, fuck it, whatever.

At night, I think of you

I want to be you lady, baby~

If your game it on

Give me a call boo

If your lovin's strong

Gonna give my all to you.

Kiss With a Fist 2

They got along well enough, if you could call it that. But when they fought, they fought hard and blood was often spilt from both themselves and those unfortunate enough to be in the immediate area at the wrong time. For such a delicate creature she took his blows well enough, plaster and stone cracking wherever she landed after a particularly nasty toss, dust kicking up, but only when she was in a form strong enough to take it. It was surprising to see Grimmjow show any form of restraint. She'd be dead by now for sure if not for it. She screamed, he growled, they cursed each other and tore their room, their immediate battle ground, to pieces. By morning they lay in a heap on the floor, a bloody mess of limbs, clothing and feathers from their shredded mattress and pillows that occasionally resettled when the air was disturbed even a bit.

Oh well,

At least she hadn't gotten ahold of any matches this time.

Lord of the Rings

"Boromir, my baby, no, you've got to live!"

I looked towards the screen of the laptop when she started screaming and making wild gestures, trying to figure out exactly what had her so distraught. No such luck. Some human was dying a slow agonizing arrow induced death by the look of it and it meant absolutely nothing to me. I mean, yeah, sure, the ring wraith things from the beginning were pretty cool except for that horrible fucking noise they made that had my ears ringing a little…but that's about it. Anyway, she continued to cry and gesture wildly all over the place, sobbing and tugging at her hair despite the fact that she'd apparently seen it all like, a hundred times. "Grimmjow, my feels!" she cried, slumping over into my lap. I just scowled and massaged the bridge of my nose.

Loli

If there is one thing in this world I hate, it's girls like her. They're so pretty, so mean, and full of poison. I know girls like her and they piss me off. He'll never be interested but all the same, I want her to understand. I just want to make myself clear. I came a long way to get my claws and I wouldn't hesitate to slice her only eye out just as quickly as cero turns a corpse to dust.

Gangnam Style

Na je nun ta sa ro un in gan jo gin yo ja

Ko pi han ja ne yo yu rul a neun pum gyo gi nun yo ja

Ba mi o myon shim ja ngi tu go wo ji nun yo ja

Gu ron ban jon i nun yo ja

They moved down the hall, fists thrown over one another at the wrists and legs apart and bent at the knees. Lilynette followed dutifully beside her on the right and the orange-hair woman, Orihime, on the left looking only slightly unsure. I knew I shouldn't have asked but I couldn't hold back my curiosity. "Brat, what the fuck are you doingnow?" I questioned. She promptly replied. "I'm on a horse! Yah!"

Na nun sa na ye

Na je nun no man kum ta sa ro un gu ron sa na ye

Ko pi shik gi do jo ne one shot te ri nun sa na ye

Ba mi o myon shim ja ngi to jyo bo ri nun sa na ye

Gu ron sa na ye

So Call Me Maybe?

"Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy! But here's my number, so call me m-oof!" The dark-haired woman-child was abruptly cut off by an extremely well placed fist to the back of her head delivered by one pissed off blue-haired sixth espada. "No." he said tightly, breathing heavy, "Fuck. No." And he stormed off leaving the girl sprawled in the middle of the white hall midst wary onlookers.

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Read and Review people.

~Kitty

Songs:

Kiss with a Fist - Florence + the Machine

Gangnam Style - PSY

Call Me Maybe - Carly Rae Jepson

I Want to Be You Lady Baby - INOJ