Summary

Cats crave milk... At least, normal cats do. Kagome sets out to do an experiment...

A/N: Ahhhhh, poor Grimmjow... An accompanying piece to the Arrancar series of One-Shots. Somewhat of a follow-up of Twitchy.

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Setting out the saucer of milk at the door, Kagome Higurashi giggled and tiptoed away. She knew the moment she was caught that she'd probably be skinned alive.

She really couldn't care less. She had to get her kicks and giggles from somewhere! Sneaking around the corner, she poked her head out occasionally to see if the occupant had opened the door yet.

When twenty minutes had passed and she started getting agitated, the former priestess began to reconsider her plans. If there was no other way, she'd go scare the living daylights out of Starrk and make Aizen call an Espada meeting just to get this out of the way. Blowing her bangs out of her face, she rose gracefully to her feet and turned to start walking away. A door creaked open.

Kagome whipped back around, watching carefully as her victim for the day looked around before kneeling to retrieve the saucer. With a plaintive sniff and a shrug, the new owner of the saucer began to lick the milk from the small plate. Kagome stuffed a fist in her mouth to contain the high pitched giggle threatening to escape.

It seemed that no matter the species, cats always craved milk.

Grimmjow had just proven it.

"Awwwwwww! What a cute lil' kitty!" she shrieked, unable to contain herself any longer and pouncing on the blue haired Espada. Grimmjow yowled angrily and tried to bat her off. She clung tightly to his back and started wildly petting his hair.

"Damn it, woman! I thought you'd have left by now! Get the fuck off me!" Grimmjow snapped, swinging around and missing the smaller Arrancar's arm by inches. Kagome leaned over the irate fighter's shoulder and gave him a big manical smile.

"I wonder how you'd react to catnip, Grimm-chan!" He gaped at her, unable to believe that she'd actually said such a thing to his face, "I bet it would really mellow you out! You should try it! I'll bring some back for you when I go to the World of the Living again!"

"I DON'T NEED FUCKIN' CATNIP! AND DON'T CALL ME GRIMM-CHAN!"

Elsewhere in the building, Aizen sat up from his bed, let his head fall into his hands, and whimpered just the tiniest bit. Kagome was getting started way too early today. He was now wishing that he could just feign sickness.

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A/N: Ahahahahaaaaa! I just love torturing people. It's so much fun!

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