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Dust. That's all he saw. He did not see the smile or the tears. Dust. The only thing that mattered to him. All dust and ashes now. 'Ulquiorra.' The dust filled his vision, causing tears to fill his eyes.
It looked like he was reaching out to that damn bitch, Orihime Inoue, but he was reaching out to the only one he loved, Grimmjow.
He ran towards the dust as fast as his injured body allowed, but he did not make it. Only dust filled his bloody hand. He turned to his lover's murderer, and glared as murderously as his tear-streaked face allowed.
He could not bear the idea going on without the Cuatro Espada, Ulquiorra Schiffer. Grimmjow Jeagerjaques did the sensible thing—he charged.
Two died within the same hour. Ulquiorra Schiffer and Grimmjow Jeagerjaques will be together, forever.