This series was originally my fanfiction in Vietnamese. I had difficulties translating them into English. I know there're lots of grammar mistake as well as vocabulary, i'm not good at English anyway :)) And this is my first Bleach Fanfic ever :) So, enjoy ^^

It was just a normal day, like any other days in Las Noches

Coyote Starrk was sleeping, Louisenbairn Barragan was playing chess and Szayel was doing some experiments.

Once in a while, booming sound could be heard, and green lightning, red lighting, yellow lightning could be seen from the room of the pink-haired mad man.

"Boom!" That again.

It was not until noon that Szayel stopped to take a break. Just as he sat down, the door bursted open and Grimmjow rushed in

"GRANZZZZZZZ!"

"Is there a problem?" Szayel asked, brushing his hair away from his sweaty forhead.

"Are you crazy?" Grimmjow yelled

"Is there a problem?" Szayel calmly asked… again!

"Do you know the meaning of the word 'polite'?"

"No!"

"When I train down there, for Kami's sake, don't create any atomic bomb up here!" Grimmjow shouted into Szayel's face. "I've just sparred with Schiffer, and thanks to you, I LOST!"

"It's just because you're stupid, not my fault." Szayel shrugged "That's why you're number 6 and Schiffer is number 4."

"Shut up!" Grimmjow gritted his teeth "Your experiments are just crazy!"

Speaking of experiments…

"Wanna drink?" Szayel held out a bottle of "water"

"What the heck is this?" Grimmjow narrowed his eyes. "Why are you being nice all of a sudden?"

"You seem thirsty."

"…"

"So…?"

Grimmjow grabbed the bottle and drank up.

"This taste nice. Thanks mad man!"

Then he ran out of the room, but just a second later he returned and warned "I'm going. Be quiet if you want to live!"

Szayel nodded. He waited until Grimmjow had gone for a while to pull out a notebook and wrote down "Test subject no.1: Grimmjow J."

He waited a little more. Then he sneakily came downstair to the Espada's training ground. Grimmjow and Ulquiorra were having a fierce battle. And it seemed like Grimmjow was going to Resurrect

"Just in time, lucky me!" Thought Szayel as he gleefully watching the battle.

"Gride, Pantera!" Grimmjow yelled and scratched his sword.

Nothing happened.

"Pantera!" He repeated. Still nothing happened. Grimmjow seemed to be confused.

At that very moment, Ulquiorra stroke him down. He sheathed his sword, walked away after saying "Loser."

It was then that Grimmjow realized why he had lost.

"GRANZZZZZ!"

Szayel walked in, shrugging. "Sorry. That bottle you drank will seal your power for at least a month."

"You bastard!"

"It's just because you're stupid." Nnoitra said as he walked by

Grimmjow passed out due to anger.

Or maybe just because he was too tired.

That's the reason why he didn't Resurrect the first time he encountered with Ichigo. He couldn't use it!

"Just because of that bastard Granz! Granz the Bastard!"