[incomplete]

[bat_tama]

Who: Nana and Grimmjow
When: midday
Where: an open spot by the river
Rating: PG at most
Warnings: Grimmjow's mouth? That's it, though.
Summary: Nana made clothes from the cloth she stole, and now she's giving it to Gimmjow.

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[ihasanarm]

Grimmjow yawned, hands in his pockets as he wandered the area where the snowman he had helped construct once stood, quietly pondering the difference between 'jeans' and his hakama. The jeans were less comfortable, as far as he was concerned, but he would deal with it until it pissed him off enough to go skulking the upper level for proper clothing. He wondered what sort of clothes Nana had made, still astounded at the idea of someone taking so much time to do something of that sort with no expectations in return, clicking his tongue in annoyance. Stupid Purgatorium and their stupid little flocks...

He turned his head when Nana arrived, stepping out from the alleyway he had meandered into, loping toward the girl. "Oi," he greeted, nodding to her, subconsciously crouching a touch to close the gap of height between them.

[bat_tama]

Turning quickly as soon as she heard Grimmjow's voice, Nana smiled as she faced her friend of sorts. "Hi Mr. Grimmjow," she said cheerfully as she hurried over to him, "It's good to see you! Have you been okay?"

[ihasanarm]

He clicked his tongue again, allowing himself to give a little half smile as he fully crouched, elbows resting sloppily on his knees for balance. "I been alright since th'gods stopped muckin' in m'head. How 'bout you? Didja get th'shit I got'cha?"

[bat_tama]

Nana nodded happily at that. She had been pleasantly surprised to get a present from Grimmjow, since he wasn't exactly the type to give presents. "Yeah, I really liked them. Thanks!"

[ihasanarm]

Grimmjow allowed a small smile as well, closing his eyes and shrugging a bit, unsure of whether he should ask after the reason for their meeting or allow the pleasantries to continue. "Y'been doin' okay? Nobody hasslin' ya?"

[bat_tama]

That question reminded Nana of something Kuronue had told her not too long ago. In fact, that thought made her frown slightly as she considered telling Grimmjow about it. Finally she decided to, and she said, "Well...Kuro-papa said that there was this bad guy who said he's kill me and Shura and Wice."

[ihasanarm]

His eyes narrowed a touch at the mention of Wonderwice, head cocking ever so slightly. "An' 'xactly who would that be?"

[bat_tama]

"I dunno," Nana said as she struggled to remember the name, "It was a funny name, I remember that. And it started with W..."

She figured it didn't matter too much, though. Kuronue would protect her, if that guy came anywhere near her.

[ihasanarm]

Grimmjow snorted a bit, shaking his head. "Loser." He rumbled, watching her face, before shrugging. "But yer papa's got'cha covered, no?"

[bat_tama]

"Yep! Kuro-papa looks out for me," Nana said, sounding more than a little happy to talk about her adopted 'father', "And Mr. Viral helps me, too. They're both really nice."

[ihasanarm]

"An' he takes good care'a Wonderwice, right?" He smirked a touch, trying to hide the small smile threatening to come out at the child's antics, almost rolling his eyes. Perhaps it was better than fretting over Lucifer or being angry just because...

[bat_tama]

"Yep! Kuro-papa looks out for all of us! He's a good dad, a lot better than my real one."

Then she remembered what she had come here for. "Oh," she said as she opened her shoulder-bag and reached in. She pulled out a set of black pants and a black shirt. They were simple, yet loose, so that Grimmjow could move around easily. The biggest difference, though, was that they were black, unlike his original set of clothes. "Here you go," she said.

[ihasanarm]

He took the clothes, peering at them curiously, pulling off the 't-shirt' (as Claire had called it) he had been wearing, sliding into the one Nana made him instead, standing up so she could see how it fit. "V'ry nice..."

[bat_tama]

Nana smiled at the compliment. She was glad that Grimmjow seemed to like the clothes she had made. "I tried to make them kinda like your old clothes," she said, "So that you'd be comfortable in them."

[ihasanarm]

He smiled again, stretching a bit and moving around to make sure the clothes fit. "Thanks... really, thanks." How bizarre.. he contemplated, wondering what he should do for the little girl in return, glancing down at her.

[bat_tama]

Truthfully, Nana was alright with not getting anything in return. She was just glad that she could be of help. "No problem," she said, and on an impulse she reached out and gave Grimmjow a hug.