I don't own Bleach!
a/n: I don't know what you'll think of this one...I hope you find it funny Please review if you have time. Also, I would reccommend reading my story 'Kitty Cat' before reading this. (Please, it's only about 300 words...I think...XDDD)
What's that case for?
Once again, Ulquiorra had to share a rooms with Grimmjow. He really didn't want to, not after what happened last time (please refer to my other story 'Kitty Cat' if you wish to know : D), but he couldn't refuse, as Lord Aizen ordered it.
This time, he would have to stay for a few days, so he brought a case over. He walked into Grimmjow's room and was about to unpack when Grimmjow asked him a question.
"What's that case for?" Grimmjow stared at the small, little case inside of the big case.
"…Nothing, you don't need to know." Ulquiorra replied back while unpacking other things.
"Tell me!"
"…shut up, trash." Ulquiorra gave Grimmjow a sharp stare.
Grimmjow decided this wasn't exactly the right time to piss Ulquiorra off. Mainly because this time it would be his own room being destroyed. Grimmjow wanted to find out what was in that case really badly, but he soon forgot about it when he got mad because he realised Ulquiorra had shoved all his stuff to the side to make room for his own.
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*Lights out*
"Shit…not again. Stupid trash…" Ulquiorra knew he wasn't gonna get any sleep tonight. Grimmjow was purring again.
Ulquiorra awoke the next day, and his eyes had thick black rings around them (again).
Grimmjow happened to see him before going to the bathroom.
"What the hell…? I knew it! You brought you make-up kit over!" (※ WRONG)
"…"