Title: Female Half of the Species – First Meeting
Author: Shadow Arashi
Fandom: Bleach
Pairing: Ulquiorra x Grimmjow
Rating: PG-13 (for now)
Word Count: 865
Summary: Ulquiorra meets the new member of the Espada and realizes she may not be your ordinary lady.
Warnings: First part of a 4 part story. Au story containing female!Grimmjow, some dirty words, romance and lemon to come. The story takes place in the beginning of the Espada.
Disclaimer: Bleach and all its characters belong to Tite Kubo, this fic is written for entertainment only and I don't make any profit of it.

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The first time Ulquiorra met Grimmjow was like a punch to his guts.

Never before had he seen anything like her, and he had never been able to forget their first meeting.

He had been away on a mission at the time, so his first encounter with the blue haired menace did not take place in the throne room with the rest of the arrancars on the day of her birth, as it happened for all of them, but actually happened a week later.

Ulquiorra hadn't care much about the latest addition to the Espada back then, busy as he was with his work, and the only way he had known about it was due to Nnoitra's constant talk of how hot the new girl was and how he wanted to fuck that tight ass of her into the ground.

Thus, he hadn't been looking forward to meeting their new member very much, convinced that the woman would be waste of his time.

Until Today.

The pale skinned Espada was walking back to his room in silence when he heard yelling coming from the quarters next to his own. While Ulquiorra would have normally ignored it as he did everything else, he was too exhausted at the moment to tolerate the disturbance.

The Cuatro stopped in his tracks, thinking quickly through his options, and finally let his footsteps take him toward the source of the commotion. His eyebrows rose imperceptibly when he saw the number 6 painted on the door leading to the source of his annoyance.

Wryly, he realised that he was probably about to meet the new Espada, something he was not looking forward after all the rumours he had heard. And judging from the sounds they were not totally unfounded, as the new girl was apparently giving quite a verbal trashing to someone, probably her fraccions.

It did not stop his resolve though, and he pushed the door open quietly before entering the room.

Ulquiorra opened his mouth, ready to speak when he froze in his tracks, his brain catching up with the sight in front of him.

A very wet, very naked woman with short blue hair was standing in the middle of the room and yelling at the five men currently cowering before her, apparently blissfully unaware or uncaring of her state of undress. She was holding onto a white bath towel but rather than wrapping the fabric around her body, she was waving the fluffy material around in the face of the arrancars Ulquiorra believed were her fraccions.

Her back was facing Ulquiorra but it was more than enough for the Cuatro to finally understand Nnoitra's comments about her. She really did have a nice figure, he thought distractedly as his eyes trailed almost unconsciously over her form, with long legs and a very shapely rear leading to slender hips and higher to the gothic six tattooed into her back.

He could see even from here the power and strength in her lithe body, hidden under the lightly tanned skin wrapped around tight muscles, and felt an unusual warmth pool in the centre of his stomach.

The girl finally stopped screaming and shook her head, before she seemed to freeze in place. A second later her head snapped up as she looked over her shoulder, and Ulquiorra found himself on the receiving hand of the glare of two electric blue orbs that matched her unruly blue hair perfectly.

"Who the fuck are ya' and wha'the hell do ya' want?"

She snapped at him, pulling Ulquiorra from his thoughts.

"I was merely seeking to put a stop to the commotion disturbing the sleeping quarters of the Espada."

The Cuatro stated calmly, not letting any of his thoughts transpire on his face. He noted that the girl still didn't try to cover herself, apparently unbothered by the gaze of the other man on her naked chest, which Ulquiorra found himself hard pressed to look away from, to his own surprise.

"Yeah whatever… I'm done with those idiots anyway. Now get the fuck outta here!"

"Grimmjow-sama!"

One of the fraccions, a tall blond with long hair, gasped in shock at the vulgar reply. Ulquiorra allowed himself a slight lift of his eyebrow, and turned around.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Sexta. Make sure it doesn't happen again."

He walked out of the room then, distantly hearing Grimmjow - so that was her name - curse and the frantic voice of her blond fraccion trying to tell her that really she shouldn't pick fights with Ulquiorra-sama, and didn't she know he was the Cuatro Espada?

Ulquiorra blocked the noises out of his mind, though the vision of perfectly shaped, voluptuous breasts stayed branded into his mind's eyes in spite of his best efforts to ignore it.

"What a shame," he murmured to himself "to have such a rude personality with that kind of body."

A crying shame indeed, she would probably be letting Nnoitra have his way with her by the end of the week.

Ulquiorra forced the thought out his mind and stepped into his room, closing the door behind him with a soft click.

It was none of his concern anyway.