<span style="font-style: italic">I'll wait for you Grimmy! I promise to come back ok? Don't forget me...</span><br/>--------------------<br/><br/>Takashi Uehara had asked her out last year, he was a junior and she'd been a freshman. After his seemingly heartfelt, intense pursuit she'd said yes. He was undergrad chapter president for the prestigious Kappa Rho fraternity, maintained stellar grades, his family made more salary figures than hers could dream of, and he looked like he stepped out of GQ magazine. Everyone around Orihime celebrated her decision and called them 'the new Will and Kate'. As time went on he became increasingly possessive and demanding. It was only because Takashi valued their relationship...Right?<br/><br/>Bzzt! Bzzt!<br/>She tapped the green button on her phone screen then pulled her baby pink sweater dress on. "Where are you Orihime? You're leaving for class five minutes later than usual. I'm outside your dorm building and I'm escorting you to history." As she grabbed her binder and purse, Orihime felt a sharp fluttering in her stomach. Something was off. Usually he'd be much sweeter about walking with her and would offer only if his schedule allowed. Choice wasn't present this time. "I-I'm on my way out right now. There's no need to worry about me. I'll get there on time!" Heavy silence preceded Takashi hanging up. Once outside the dapper young man roughly grabbed the back of Orihime's neck and brought his lips close to her ear. "Why were you late? Who was so interesting to be with that you lost track of time? For damn sure, it wasn't me." Orihime's cheeks burned and turned red with shock and anger. She wrested out of his grip. "I wasn't talking to anyone. I overslept and fell asleep in my textbook...not someone else's arms!" She ran towards the History and Science building, wiping tears on the sleeve of her dress.  How dare he accuse her of cheating on their anniversary no less.<br/><br/>Takashi's dramatics made her later than before. By the time Orihime had composed herself, she wound up walking in after Grimmjow. That meant tardy wasn't even the beginning of how late she was. Thankfully everyone was more concerned with Grimmjow's smart remarks than her sliding into the seat a couple rows ahead of him. Being embarrassed by the class rebel or the professor was the last thing she needed. Admittedly, he could be pretty funny but most times Orihime paid more attention to the lesson. Being a volunteer tutor she had to catch up on notes on the board for later. It was a welcome distraction.