...ter frame of mind. Of course, they were all plastered but, as Rangiku had pointed out before she had fallen off her chair the third time, it still counted.
"Feelings suck", Maiko announced in a gleeful tone quite at odds with the sentiment. Picking herself up off the floor once more, Rangiku added, "I'll drink to that!"
"Che, you'll drink to anythin'", Grimmjow muttered. "And I don' have feelings like that. I'm not a fucken woman." He considered this. "Or Yumichika."
"Bullllllshit!" Rangiku had made it back up to the table.
Maiko looked Grimmjow over. "Nah, he's right, Ran. He's definitely not Yumichika. Yumi's better dressed."
Ran shook her head. "No, but he likes Soi Fon."
"Oh yeah, that's right! See, you do have feelings, Grimmy!"
"It's Grimmjow. An' look, I dunno what it is with Bee, ok? She just… There's all this shit I don' know 'bout her, and I want to. I wanna know. I never really gave a crap before, but it's differen' here. I don't jus' wanna fuck her, I wanna talk to her too. Hell, not even necessarily in tha' order." He considered this, staring at the bottles that littered the table. "It's freaken the shit outta me."
He looked up to see Rangiku smiling at him. "Congrats, Grimm. You finally grew up an' fell in love."
He snorted. "In ya dreams." He turned to the th...