The Importance of Being Ulquiorra: A new story of mine! Just kidding! It's not new! I've had it! And never published it! YAY! It's not done neither.

SO, it shall include so far: Eventual Grimmjow/Ulquiorra, and severly/blatent Syazel/Nnoitra, but that could be open, along with all else.

It's pretty humorous, and if anything IS somehow offensive, it is SO not meant to be. It's not in this chapter, but the next one. I dunno. There was this whole situation with this one group of girls..... and I got bitched out hella. Oh well. I think you guys are better then them. They were like 'Teen Girl Squad', which is halarious.... Oh well. Continue!


It is morning meeting time, here in Los Noches. The tea has been warmed and passed out, and now it is time for a brief discussion of questions, comments and concerns.

"Uh, I would like to know who's been bleeding in the West Hall? Syazel, if it's one of your weird escaped creations would you clean it up please?" Asks Aaroneiro.

"None of my creations have escaped thank you very much. Why is it when there is blood found around it's always my fault?" Syazel slams his tea down on the table. "Why is it never one of Grimmjaw's kills, or Nnoritora's 'incidents'?"

"I don't have INCIDENTS!" He protests loudly.

"Other people don't have random fraccion members dying strange deaths." I say. What an idiot.

"Maybe other people's fraccion members aren't as fucking stupid as mine." He grumbles.

"You can choose your fraccion, moron." Syazel rolls his eyes behind his glasses.

"If it's not Syazel, Jagerjaques, or Nnoritora's, where the hell did the blood come from?"

"It doesn't matter! Let's just move on." How strange. Haibel rarely ever speaks, and usually is as mild-mannered as I. Now she sounds quite angry. It's just blood.

"It does matter! I nearly slipped. It was very irritating!"

"Oh, IRRITATING! Oh, NO! You didn't say THAT part!" She jumps up and runs to the window. "Oh, wait, look at that. Would someone tell Arroneiro the world hasn't ended yet?"

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today..." Grimmjaw mutters.

Lurrci shifts uncomfortably. "It's not a big deal. If no one's going to do anything, I'LL clean it up. It's alright. Everybody calm down." What a strange morning. She is usually quite, as they all say and agree, 'bitchy' piece of trash. It seems her and Haibel have switched. I suspect Syazel is behind this. Curious scientist trash.

"So, aside from the blood. Anyone?" We shake our heads and Aizen nods. "This morning's meeting is adjourned."

I finish my cup of tea, and stand up. Aaroneiro is in a huff, and Lurrci and Haibel are talking in very hushed voices. Lurrci points at Syazel and he jumps, and dashes off quickly. I knew it. This is probably some strange experiment gone awry. I decide to head off to the library.

I detour to the West hall. There is indeed droplets of blood on the floor. They leave a small trail to the nearest bathroom. The nearest WOMAN'S bathroom. How strange....

I carefully avoid the spots on the floor, and head towards the library. I go to my favorite section, and pick a book off the shelf. I take the book to the nearest table and sit down.

I look up from my book, hearing voices. I glance at the clock. It has been almost 45 minutes.

The door opens, and I hear high voices. It is Lurrci and Haibel.

"You really should have talked to me sooner Haibel. Us girls really have to stick together. Now, it should be in here somewhere. It will tell you everything to need to know." Lurrci scans the shelves quickly. Haibel nods.

I quickly look down at my book as they turn around my corner.

"OH!" Lurrci grabs Haibel and drags her behind her. "Hello Ulquiorra-san." They walk quickly around another isle. How strange.

Tell her everything she needs to know? Has Lurrci or Haibel switched bodies before?

I blink in surprise. Who have they been switched with? Oh no. I felt it. The curiosity. I despised emotions, especially curiosity. There was no getting out of it. I had to speak with Syazel. Even if it was to threaten him with death if he ever tried ANY sort of experiment on me.

I stood up and shut my book with a snap. I would make haste.

'Rap rap rap' I rap my knuckles on his door. I hear a few clinks, and then it opens.

"Yes?"

"...May I come inside for a minute?" He pauses, and nods.

"*ahem* Hello Ulquiorra." Nnoritora is sitting at the table. What is he doing here? I shake all thought from my head. Once curious, my mind cannot stop. I must control this. I nod.

"Is something wrong with Haibel and Lurrci?" Nnoritora just laughs. I stare at him. "Is there?"

"Oh, dear. Ulquiorra, sit down for a minute. Let me explain some things."