"GIN!" Ulquiorra screamed, looking for that annoying silver-haired bastard. "Turn that annoying ass song off!" he practically begged as "Call Me Maybe" blared though the halls of Las Noches.
"Where are you, ya' rat bastard?! When I get my claws on you, you're fucking dead!" Grimmjow growled. He was in his released form, jumping around the walls like a feral cat locked in a shoe box.
Then they both heard something over the music.
"Was that a moan?" Ulquiorra asked as Grimmjow's ears twitched. He growled and ran forward, while Ulquiorra followed until they finally found Gin. "What the hell, is that a Soul Reaper?" Grimmjow asked, looking at the busty blonde who was under their annoying superior. "I believe so," Ulquiorra said, staring down at the oblivious couple. "Uh… we should leave," the blue-haired panther said. "Agreed." But neither moved as Rangiku let out a shriek that made the prisoner girl singing those annoying songs seem like a baritone.
"How was that evenpossible?" Grimmjow asked, tilting his head.
"Oh God, Ran, you have to stop doing that, or someone's going to hear!" Gin said, putting his hand over her mouth. She smiled and licked his hand, pulling a few of his fingers into her mouth and sucking on them lightly.
"Holy fuck," Grimmjow said quietly as blood started spurting from Ulquiorra's nose. "G-Grimmjow we really shouldn't be watching this!" the young raven said. "Are you kidding? I'm setting up cameras tomorrow!" he said, backing away as Gin collapsed on top of his well-endowed girlfriend.
"C…Can I help?" Ulquiorra asked quietly, wiping the blood off of his face.
"Sure," Grimmjow said, smirking at his new friend as they walked into his room,hijacked the PA system, and blared "Bad Romance" for hours.