Cover Image Drawn by: ifragmentix of Deviantart who was so kind to let my use his amazing drawing.

Author's Note: This is an Alternate Universe where Ichigo and the Shinigami went to Hueco Mundo and Aizen sent the Espada away to guess where...

"Oye! Get up, old man!" Nnoitra grouched, smashing his left foot into Starrk's stomach. "Get your own beer at four in the frickin' morning!"

Starrk mumble and pulled a twenty pound note out of his right pocket, "Ger get..."

"I get the-" Nnoitra was about to smash his foot into the face of world's laziest Espada when Grimmjow put his hand on shoulder.

"Don't. I'll go with you and get the old man what he wants... I have an errand to run anyhow."

Nnoitra frowned as he stared at Starrk who was lying peacefully on the couch. It was just such a pain to have to take orders from such a lazy Espada. "Too bad he ranks higher than I... What in the world do you need, Grimmjow?"

"We need food." Was the reply, "And since we have to stay here in the world of the living for a while; until we head to the Soul Society like Aizen ordered, Szeyel figured he shouldn't have to starve. Granted, from what I heard from Tia, he wants the rest of us to starve so he can see just how it affects us. According to him, 'humans and hollows are different, no?'"

Nnoitra was about to say something in response, when Szayel walked over to them with a wicked smile on his face. "And I will be coming along to make sure that my experiment is not tampered with... ah, Grimmjow?"

The blue haired Espada sighed and looked way up at the ceiling. "Fine... Fine... You can come shopping too..."

We have to get rid of Szayel as soon as possible...Or we're all toast.

Grimmjow glanced at Nnoitra and saw he was thinking the same thing.

But how was the question.

Szayel was too smart for his own good and would escape most any plan they came up with.

Grimmjow and Nnoitra might have been among the strongest and fastest of the Espada, but they knew they were not one of the brightest.

Which gave them a horrible disadvantage, given the situation...

After the Soul Reapers invaded Hueco Mundo, Aizen thought it would be best to send his elite force of Arrancar to the Human World to protect them.

Which to many of the Espadas, made almost no sense at all. However, orders were orders….

And unfortunately no one knew when or if they would be returning to Hueco Mundo.

(Aizen tended to have one step plans these days, having tired from elaborate scheming... as it took too much brainpower.)

"So...are we going to the store now?" Szayel asked, casually putting his hands in the pockets of the plain blue jeans he was wearing. While they were gone, Gin suggested the Espada wear normal human clothing to blend in as much as possible.

So, thanks to the vast collections of fashion in the world of humans, all ten of them had found their kind of clothing.

Tia found she liked wearing sweatshirt and pants, Grimmjow on the other hand enjoyed wearing cargo pants and a muscle shirt...and that was just the beginning of all the various clothing they found.

And if the Espada had to vote on whom had the worst taste in clothing, the award would have gone to Ulquiorra. He had not quite figured out the street gangster look, having put the baggy pants over his white outfit and baseball hat over what remained of his hollow mask.

Which was one of the harder kind mask to hide.

Thankfully, everyone was quite able to cover the broken hollow masks and holes with scarves or other accessories. Nnoitra wore a causually red bandana eye patch, others wore shirts, pants. Grimmjow and Aaroniero, on the other hand, had quite a difficult time.

"How am I supposed to cover half my face?!" Grimmjow yelled a week ago when the vote to go explore was nine to one.

"Do you expect me to wear a sack over my head?" Aaroniero complained, not liking the pillowcase that Tia gave him to put over his glass head. "It looks so plain!"

"Fine… do you want me to draw something on it?" She offered, pulling out a set of colored markers from her purse.

"Nah.. I'll just stay here." With that, the discussion was over.

"Now, what am I supposed to do?" Grimmjow grouched, catching a glance at his face in the mirror by the door leading into the hallway. "I still have a problem over here."

"No idea." Tia muttered seeing that he was still suffering from the dilemma in the present moment, "Maybe you just had a little trouble with the superglue and a dinosaur mask. No one at four in the morning will care. Just to get Starrk what he wants."

"Yeah... what ever..." He muttered and made he was over to the door of the apartment Aizen rented for them in the human world. "Come on guys, lets go get Starrk his beer he wants to drink while he sleeps."

With this, he, Nnoitra and Szayel walked out into the hall and headed for the stairs leading down from the twelfth floor, for the elevator went out yesterday.


Author's Note: This story is set in Scotland and so, the money and the measurements are different.

Cover Image Drawn by: ifragmentix of Deviantart who was so kind to let my use his amazing drawing.

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