Adrenaline boiling within his blood, Grimmjow leaped back to avoid Milliardo's kick, which went sideways and completely off-target as he regained his footing on the ground, wiping his hand into his jeans. His fingers quickly clenched around his leather jacked and threw it off himself, revealing the black tank-top, tightly hugging his muscular form beneath. It slapped against the ground, and his eyes, bright and flashing in their light teal hue, targeted the pink-haired boy just the way a lion targets its prey, unaware of the fact that it is prey that's about to have the lion's fangs sinking into it's neck.<br/><br/>He launched himself forwards, swinging his hips sideways to power up a strong kick of his steel-tipped boot, aimed into Milliardo's kidney. If it wouldn't connect there - what was quite unlikely, considering the speed it came at - it could still wreck some bone even if Milliardo would block with his arm or leg. It was lightning-fast, immensely strong, and completely dedicated to the very joy of fighting that had Grimmjow's heart pounding like a bell.<br/><br/>Another shady figure in black has been watching 'Bones' from the nearby shadows. A grinning shadow with an air of twisted mischief and violence around itself. Kagato surely wouldn't hear his noiseless footsteps, or feel the hand that took his phone and slipped it into his own bag. Nikki. Small as he was, he was sure a good choice for things like this. His small hands were swift enough not to let himself be felt. He grinned at Orihime, giving her a wink, and hid Kagato's phone in his bag. "Ya go, girl." he cheered at her, giving her a thumbs-up as she pushed him away from himself. "If you need help with these asswipes, give us a call." In the meantime, he'd make sure Shina and Seishin make sure Grimmjow doesn't get in any more trouble.<br/><br/>If the 'big guy' got to know about this, they'd be in deep shit... Especially Grimmjow.