Chapter 1: Gin's Trap
Ulquiorra walked around aimlessly. Another meeting would not be called for another day or so. He was not in the mood to eat any souls, or even go back to his palace. He did not want listen to his two fracción talk about nothing. He hated small talk, whether it was or was not towards him. Menoly and Loly talked about…womanly things. Disgusting womanly things. As in sex, who is cute, pregnancy, and periods. He did not even know what the last two things he mentioned were, but according to the females, they caused women pain. Shit, he hated talking all together, save for Aizen-sama is talking. He talked about rather important things…like this…and that. He talked about some things that Ulquiorra probably forget after the meeting, and then remember at the next one, unless it was a command, and or assignment.
As Ulquiorra walked down the hallway thinking about random things in his afterlife (because he was dead, of course!), Gin peeked from his control room. He betted Ulquiorra was just as bored as he was. Who wouldn't be bored, staring at many screens at one time? "Konnichiwa, Ulqui-san." Ulquiorra stopped and stared at him. Who calls him that? Why was he calling him that? Was it some kind of remedy for Gin's boredom? If it was, it was irratating him. "Do not call me that." he said in that emotionless tone. Gin walked out. "Why?" He said, that horrid smile stretching pass it's normal extent. Even though Ulquiorra thought it was physically impossible for any being to do that, he knew that it meant trouble. The Cuarta Espada quickly turned around, hastily walking towards…wherever he came from. He felt Gin's smile burn into the back of his head. "What?" he questioned, speeding up the velocity of his walking. "Where are you going?"
"Somewhere.""Where is 'Somewhere'?"
"I do not know."
"You don't know where you're going?"
Ulquiorra stopped, causing Gin to bump into him. "Do you have to walk so close to me?" Gin merely smiled at him…as he does everyone else. "Wanna go to the human world?" Ulquiorra looked at him as if he was stupid. "Did Aizen-sama give us orders to go?" Gin put his arm around Ulquiorra's shoulder. Ulquiorra kept his eyes glued to Gin's hand. Why was he touching him? In addition, why wasn't Ulquiorra doing anything about it? He mentally sneered. He hated boredom. It made him act differently. The silver-haired demon put his lips up the Arrancar's ear. "It'll be our little secret, okay? Besides, we're just people watching. You have nothing to do, I have nothing to do. Why go for it?" Gin had a point. A harmless activity it was. Aizen-sama couldn't punish the both of them for such an innocent doing. Could he? Ulquiorra didn't like the feeling of boredom at all.
"So, whataya say?" Ulquiorra closed his eyes and thought. "Yes." Gin chuckled. "Alright let's go!" Gin walked up the hall. This probably most I've ever seen him talk. I've gotta tell Aizen! Gin thought.
Five Minutes Later
Gin laughed crazily as he pointed to some red haired man. "Okay, okay, okay! That guy over there!" he said pointing to a blonde man. "He kind of looks like Kira!" Gin broke out in another fit of laughter. Ulquiorra merely just stood there, looking at the man. He had on a black cloak with red clouds on it. He had a bang covering his right eye, and ponytail placed a top his head. He was currently yelling at some man with an orange, lolly pop shaped masked who wore the same clothing. As far as the arrancar knew, he had no clue who Kira was. If he did know, "Kira" would probably be a homosexual. Ulquiorra sat on the nearest building, tired of floating hundreds of meters in the air. Gin floated beside Ulquiorra. "My apologies if I'm boring you." Ulquiorra sighed. "This is just not my day, Gin." Ulquiorra said. Gin frowned (to Ulquiorra's unseen surprise.). Ulquiorra looked sad. He actually looked sad, his melancholic expression adding even more to it.
Gin looked around, as if he was looking for something. He flew around the building constantly. Ulquiorra started to get irritated. "What are you searching for?" Gin felt his infamous smile creep back up on his face. "Oooh, nothing, Ulqui-san." Ulquiorra glared at him…well looked even creepier than he normally looked. Ulquiorra stood up fully, standing on ledge, looking as if he might fall, and or trying to commit suicide. "Hey Ulquiorra, get over here! This is 'ttention grabbin'!" Ulquiorra walked over to the other side of the building. What could be so attention grabbing? Ulquiorra froze. What he saw particularly "grabbed" his attention. The Sexta Espada sat on another building with one of his fracción, Ilforte Granz. They sat rather close, which bothered Ulquiorra somewhat. "Gin, why are you showing me such things?" He heard no response, which was weird…for Gin. "Gin?" he turned around to find no one. He cursed himself. A SETUP! He knew they were there. He knew Ulquiorra was bored. Gin had thought it out so damn good, and Ulquiorra's "boredom" had blinded him from the truth. Why didn't the Espada just walk away? Because Gin would never leave you alone. His conscious answered. Ulquiorra now had another feeling. Curiosity. The man flew down to the couple. He guessed they were caught up in the moment since they didn't notice the little riatsu he was giving off.
"What are you two doing?" he said, as Ilforte jumped about ten feet into the sky. "Ulquiorra?" Grimmjow said, not showing the least bit of surprise. "What the hell are you doing here?" he said, his showing little astonishment. He didn't even bother to turn around and look at him, which was somewhat disrespectful. He just looked at people and cars. "Hey, um, Ulquiorra? How long were you standing there?" Ulquiorra looked at Ilforte. Who was he to ask questions to someone who was higher of rank than him? "Long enough." he said. Grimmjow sighed. "I don't know what's wrong with Grimmjow-sama!" Ilforte whispered. "He's been like this since he woke up. I tried cheering him up, but after a while, he started to depress me." the man continued. "I can hear you, dumbass." Grimmjow said. Ilforte ignored him. "My Grimkitty doesn't want to play with me! He's not even trying to be dominant, bro!" Ulquiorra looked at Ilforte. "Domin…hn." he said understanding what he meant. "He's no fun, so I'm going to the next best thing! My Szayel-chan!" Ilforte opened up a Garganta and ran in. "See ya!" he said as the rift closed.
"What do you want Ulquiorra?" Ulquiorra stared menacingly at the back of Grimmjow's head. How dare he? "I want nothing." Ulquiorra walked away. "Then why are you here?" he asked. "That is none of your concern." The espada walked away, to another part of the city. He heard a blade sharpening. Ulquiorra turned around to see Grimmjow unsheathing his sword. "What are you doing, Grimmjow?" Grimmjow smirked. "Can't you see I'm bored as hell? I need something to do." Ulquiorra raised a brow. "So you're going to be foolish enough to try and challenge me." Ulquiorra wanted to fight, no kill him, but he didn't want to upset Aizen for making such a commotion. "Let's go to Hueco Mundo." Ulquiorra opened up a Garganta and walked in, Grimmjow high on his heels. Ulquiorra jumped a few feet, no doubt that bastard would try a surprise attack. They looked at each other menacingly. The moon burned into the sand giving it a blue tint.
Las Noches
Aizen looked at Kiara, the one of the two fracción of Coyote Starrk, as she stood on the tired man's shoulder, looking through a telescope. "They're just looking at each other. The suspense!" she said. "Dang it Starrk, stop movin'!" A stress mark appeared on the man's head. "Aizen do I really have to do this?" The Numero Espada complained. Aizen merely smiled, and rested his cheek on his hand. Kiara's lightly tanned cheeks blushed slightly. "OH! Oh! They started fighting! Ulquiorra just evading the attacks!" Gin sighed and rested his head on Aizen's shoulder. "Why aren't we watching this from Garganta Broadcast?" Aizen chuckled…slightly. "This is all for Kiara's reward, not for us." Aizen said. "AND IT'S AWESOME! OH AIZEN, YOU'RE THE BEST, EVIL GOD IN THE UNIVERSE!" Kiara screamed, causing Starrk to stumble, but not really lose his balance. Lilynette laughed insanely at two. "What a fan girl!" Kiara leaned in through the small garganta opened. "Just look at Grimmjow's face! He knows he wants Ulquiorra!"
Hueco Mundo
Ulquiorra escaped another attack. "Why are you just dodging! Fight me!" Grimmjow charged again, Ulquiorra preparing to evade it yet again. Grimmjow sonidoed above him, beginning to bring down his sword. Ulquiorra, surprised, quickly unsheathed his sword and blocked the attack. "Grimmjow, I'd forfeit the fight if I were you." Grimmjow narrowed his eyes. Forfeit! Grimmjow thought it was bad enough that the little pussy was dodging his attacks, but telling him to forfeit the battle. Forfeit, or anything related to that disgusting word was not in Grimmjow's vocabulary. It did not exist. It should not exist. With a panther's roar, he crashed his sword against Ulquiorra's. Just who does he think he is! Grimmjow was inferior to no one! Aizen included. "You little bitch! How dare you tell me to forfeit..just give up a battle, like a little wuss!" He pushed his sword harder against Ulquiorra's. "Who do you think you mistake me for! YOU!" Ulquiorra's eyes narrowed. "What did you just say?"
Grimmjow smirked. "Bitch, you heard me." Ulquiorra jerked his arm away, causing Grimmjow to fly into the air. He skidded to a stop. "Aww, did I hurt Urukiora's feelings?" Grimmjow started to fake cry. " I really didn't mean to! It's just a characteristic of mine!" he sniffed. "Unforgivable .." Ulquiorra mumbled. "Hey? Are you crying, because you gotta a lil' somethin' riiiight there?" Grimmjow said, pointing to the tear trails on Ulquiorra's face. Ulquiorra blasted at full speed towards the Sexta espada and swung his sword, towards Grimmjow, who stopped the attack with his sword. "You will pay for that, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, one way or another.." Ulquiorra charged again, jerking his sword forward with killing intent. Grimmjow had a hard time trying to keep up with his speed.
Ulquiorra again clashed swords with the man, each of them trying to push each other back. Ulquiorra held up a finger, charging his Cero. Grimmjow withdrew a few meters, doing the same. "Don't you get it?" Ulquiorra said. "You can't defeat me." Grimmjow yelled. "Don't YOU get it!" he snarled. "You kissed Aizen's ass just to get the rank you have now!" Ulquiorra raised a brow. "What?" Grimmjow frowned. "You know exactly 'what'! You've been fuckin' Aizen every since you've gotten here." Ulquiorra charged down his cero. So that was this was all about? Jealousy, much?
"Grimmjow, If I was having sexual relations with Aizen..why would you care?" Grimmjow looked down, charging down his cero as well. "Why would I care? Because it's not fair! You don't deserve to be Cuarto ..!" Ulquiorra stalked towards the taller man, sheathing his sword. He stuffed his hands in his pockets. "I think it's something else." Ulquiorra stared at him, only mere centimeters away. "What the hell do mean 'something else'?" he said, horribly imitating Ulquiorra's voice. Ulquiorra now had another feeling. Arousal.