It. Has. Begun!

The story was that I had lost my memory. The story was that I acted in a horrific way. The story was I sang songs I had never even heard of. The story was because of Grimmjow. Now, we are hurled into the opening of another story. The Story is Aizen has amnesia. Grimmjow gave it to him. I do believe I'm sensing a pattern…Now, it is up to Halibel, Nnoitra, Grimmjow, and I to try and reverse this. Without Aizen, Las Noches will fall apart. I sigh. Grimmjow eyes me.

"Will you stop narrating? Nobody needs, or wants to hear you drone on about the situation." He growled.

"I agree. Just shut the hell up." Nnoitra said frowning. Halibel nodded in agreement. I close my eyes. They both scoff.

"I think I liked him better when he was amnesiac."

Halibel shrugged. She had Aizen next to her. He was smiling a big smile shaking his head from side it side. I put my hand on my head.

"Don't tell me I was acting that way."

"No, you weren't." They said. I sighed in relief.

"You were way worse."

I cringed. If anyone had seen me like that, I would have been ruined. My superior name would've been besmirched by retardation (sorry to those who are offended by this word and usage). I sigh again.

"Cheer up, Ulquiorra! It's not like we filmed you or nothin'." Nnoitra smiled slapping me on the back. Grimmjow looked left and right.

"Exactly. It's not like anyone filmed you like that." He turned around like he was messing with something. He winced when a loud voice said,

"Video footage erased."

I gawked at him, grabbed his collar, and looked straight at him with my emerald eyes that were in a blaze right now.

"You better hope all of that is deleted. If I see even a trace of it anywhere, I will kill you."

"BE NICEY!!!!!" Aizen yelled suddenly. We all looked at him. Halibel looked like she could just cry. Nnoitra went next to her to comfort her.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm tired of this nonsense. I'm always getting stuck having to hold their hands…"

"Would you like me to hold Aizen's hand for you?" He asked. Halibel nodded. Nnoitra frowned.

"No way, do you realize how gay that would make me look?"

"Bastard…" She mumbled.

"People!" I said loudly losing my cool for a split second before regaining it. "We need to try to get Aizen's memory back."

"Well, how did you get yours back?"

"I witnessed true brutality of a Hollow."

"That won't work. Aizen isn't a Hollow." Halibel said. I shook my head.

"Maybe, we should take him to his pride and joy." I said dryly. Grimmjow turned his head to me quickly.

"HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND!?"

"No!" I hit him. "I'm talking about the Hogyoku. Idiot…"

Grimmjow blushed in embarrassment. He scratched the back of his head.

"I…knew that…I was just playin' with ya'!"

I shook my head again, feeling the need to pinch my nose between my thumb and index finger. He put his arm around me. He smiled.

"To The Holding Room!!"

We all groaned.

"This isn't Batman, Grimmjow…"

He sneered.

"Excuse my sense of humor…"

"I find your humor dry and tasteless." I turn away.

"It ain't food, dumbass." He spits. I look at him with a death glare. He notices and puts his hands up to defend himself.

"I won't punch you, Grimmjow." I say. "I am above that sort of foolery."

He sighs. I kick him in his knee. He jumps on his one leg.

"You suck."

"I never said I was above kicking."

"BE NICE!!!!" Aizen yelled.

"Shut up, Aizen!!" Nnoitra yelled. Aizen's face crumpled. The other three had fearful expressions. What was so bad about Aizen tearing up? Oh. His cry was ear shattering.

"It's worse than Ulquiorra's!!" Nnoitra yelled putting his hands over his ears.

"Get him to Hogyoku! QUICKLY!!" Grimmjow and Halibel cry. I keep my hands over my ears.

O.O It's only the first chapter and they made Aizen cry!! Aw, poor Ulquiorra having to deal with all of this immediately after recovering himself. Oh well. As Grimmjow would say:

TO THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!!