Mistletoe

I watched as the humans scurried around, none of which sparing me a second look though I was wearing Szayel's new creation much like a soul reapers gigai. Aizen had ordered the espada to watch over Karakura town since the extra soul reapers had been stationed there; and I got the short stick for today.

"Sigh, I don't like this." First off it was cold secondly people kept shuffling me around as they hurried to try and get to where ever they were going; arms weighed down with shopping bags. I pulled down the knitted hat I was wearing so that it covered my ears better. Szayel had made my 'spare' body almost exactly like a human so as to be undetectable and function more like the trash surrounding me; also it hid spiritual presser.

"Remember Ulquiorra you need to keep moving and warm otherwise the body will freeze and stop working."

Szayel's instructions came back to me, and since I had been outside for almost two hours, trailing the red haired woman, the small raven haired soul reaper and another, older, woman, also be a soul reaper, I followed them into next the shop they entered.

It happened to be a café.

This wasn't what bothered me, what crawled under my skin and started chewing on my nerves though was the fact that someone had covered the entire place with white confetti, cut out paper, fat figures in red suits and three white balls stacked on each other with pipes coming from stone mouths. "What the hell?"

I didn't have much time to contemplate this though because the three females were sitting themselves at a booth and I followed after them before they could notice me; situating myself with my back to them so I wouldn't be seen but able to listen in to their conversation.

"Oh, I hope Kurosaki likes these gloves." There was the sound of rustling as the human rummaged through something.

"Probably but he won't get much use out of them since he's training." I leaned back in my seat to hear them better. "Ever since Tatsuki got him back on the Karate team she's really been whipping him into shape."

Great, I came all the way here for nothing. A waitress came over wearing a ridicules red hat that matched the fat figures covering the café. "Know what you want?" She drawled out seeming to be as excited as I felt at the moment.

I hadn't really given the menu on the table a look so I opened it randomly and picked the first thing I saw, "Coco."

"Do you want any spices? We're having a special."

"No."

"Whip cream?"

"No."

"Marshmallows?"

"….No." If I were to kill this woman would the people around me really car? Luckily for the girl, she had moved along before I came to a decision.

As I waited for this Coco thing I had ordered nothing else of interest popped up in the woman's conversation that would be of interest of Aizen; unless he was looking for the best place to buy a plus sized bra.

"This is pointless. I should be following the substitute reaper not the sidekicks." I mumbled under by breath before I realized I was doing it. Oh god, I feel like I'm turning human.

"Your Coco." The girl returned and dumped a steaming mug before me filled with brown liquid and walked off.

Now doesn't that look appealing?

I felt a light spike in spiritual pressure, too small for anyone other than an espada to pick up, and unfortunately I knew that pressure anywhere.

"Because today wasn't enough of a waste of my time." It took a few minutes before the café door opened and in walked a familiar muscular form with a hood pulled up to hide his face. After a quick glance around the establishment the form started in my direction as I brought the now cooled liquid up to my mouth.

With a thump the spare chair across from me was occupied, "Ulquiorra."

I grimaced; both from Grimmjow being before me and the Coco being too sweat for my liking. "Sexta, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Aizen said that if there's nothing of interest you can return home."

"Great,"

Thank god. I pulled out a wad of cash that Szayel had given me and dropped ten dollars on the table.

I stood and Grimmjow followed. The moment that my hand touched the door though the girl that had brought the brown liquid to my table popped up.

"Thank you for coming sir but you forgot something."

"Money's on the table." I just wanted to go back to my room in Hueco Mundo and sleep; this new body was physically draining.

"No, the mistletoe." She pointed above my head.

"Mistletoe?" I looked up to see green leaves and red berries tied up in a red bow that had been nailed over the door; something I had missed upon entering.

The female rolled her eyes like there was something I should be getting but didn't. "When two people get caught under the mistletoe they have to kiss."

"….." I looked at the girl, then Grimmjow, then the girl. The urge to use a cero on someone was overwhelming. From the corner of my eye I noticed the group I had been following was watching the situation unfold. I couldn't risk them realizing who I was so, swallowing my pride, I went for it.

I grabbed the front of Grimmjows hoodie and pulled him down to my height. I could feel him tense, unsure of what I was doing, before I crushed my lips against his.

I wish I could say it was horrible but surprisingly it wasn't that bad kissing the Sexta. I had to push him back and walk away quickly; leaving the stunned male to stumble after.

I caught the waitresses parting words as the door closed, "I can't believe he actually did it."

Don't kill me I swear that I'm working on the last chapter of Addictive Love I swear! My friend forwarded me this challenge Soy La Noche and I had to do it!

Every day you have to write something with the holiday word for that day with no more than a thousand words. I'm a bit behind but free style I should be able to get it done so sorry if the chapters don't make sense or flow; this is basically Hueco Mundo stories during Christmas.