Ulquiorra stared across the table at the scowling teal-haired seated across from him. He mentally groaned even at his mere presence. Aizen, being an intelligent man, might have noticed the ongoing rivalry between them, but unfortunately, in an act of making peace, had put them in this particular seating arrangement. 'Tr-'He stopped himself before he could even think the word. Trash was reserved for his fellow Espada, certainly not for Aizen, of all people.

"Oi." Ulquiorra snapped back to reality. He directed his attention to Grimmjow, who had whispered to him. He stared coldly at him.

"Oi, Ulquiorra." Grimmjow repeated, this time with more force. Ulquiorra ignored him, once again turning his attention back to Aizen.

"Oi! Ulquiorra!" Grimmjow hissed irritation on the edge of his voice. Ulquiorra closed his eyes. Who on this earth could be any more irritating than Grimmjow?

"What?" he replied, voice barely audible. Grimmjow grinned maniacally, pleased to have gotten his attention.

"Wanna spar after this stupid meeting?" Ulquiorra mentally rolled his eyes. (He would never lower himself to actually rolling them.) Only Grimmjow would interrupt Aizen for a simple question that could be asked afterwards. Ulquiorra continued to ignore him, eyes averted, expression blank. He could practically feel Grimmjow fuming across from him.

"You hear me Ulquiorra?" Of course I heard you. You're too loud, even when whispering, trash.

Grimmjow's lip curled in sudden epiphany.

"Ulquiiiiiiii, come Onnnnnnn! He whined, putting a hand under his chin, looking very much like a five-year old. Ulquiorra tensed at the horrendous nickname. He was never particularly fond of any type of nickname, especially aimed at him. He turned his head slowly, and sent a Glare of Impending Doom Grimmjow's way. Grimmjow, apparently used to it, grinned.

"Don't call me that."

"What?"

"That offending name."

Grimmjow grinned wider, pleased to have found Ulquiorra's sore spot.

"What, Ulqui-chan? But it fits you so well!" his voice dripped with fake cheer, eyes glinting.

Ulquiorra stared blankly at him, hoping to anger him out of calling him…Ulqui-chan…he shuddered mentally.

"Grimmjow, I suggest that you stop calling me that."

"But why?"

Ulquiorra, known for being equipped with witty comebacks, was about to fire one at Grimmjow with missile-like force, until Gin squatted down beside him.

"What are we talking about?" he whispered, trademark creepy smile growing a bit.

Grimmjow and Ulquiorra looked up, suddenly aware of the meeting. Anyone would rather listen to Aizen's ramblings than Gin's riddles and embarrassing comments.

"And now, my dear Espada, I conclude this meeting. Everyone may return to their quarters."

Aizen smiled warmly down at the Espada, who abruptly stood and exited the large white room.

"Oh, Ulquiorra, Grimmjow, please come here."

Ulquiorra immediately obeyed, and Grimmjow turned with an extremely slow speed. A look of boredom/pain was on his face. No doubt he was remembering the arm-chopping experience. For once he thanked Kami that that woman (Ori-jiime? Mori-time? Ahh whatever.) had been there to fix his arm.

" You two, it has come to my attention that today you two were engaged in conversation rather than paying attention to the meeting."

Ulquiorra bowed formally, eyes to the floor.

"Gomen nasai, Aizen-sama."

Grimmjow wanted to vomit.

"Yes, well, you are forgiven, but I suppose some punishment is at hand…"

Grimmjow mentally kicked himself. Why did he have to talk to Ulquiorra today? Why couldn't he have zoned out as usual? Ulquiorra nodded, looking up at the former shinigami.

"Hm. What should it be. Gin? Gin, come here. I 'm having a problem."

Gin popped up from under the table, causing Grimmjow to jump.

"Holy crap…" he muttered under his breath, running a hand through his too-blue hair.

Gin smiled. (Then again, when does he not?)

"Of course, Aizen-sama. What is it you need?"

Aizen smiled.

"Well, I'm having trouble deciding on a proper punishment for these two."

Gin smiled.

"Easy. Send them to the Real World To spend a day there."

Grimmjow's mouth fell open. Please not that.

Okay I am gonna TRY to finish this….But I dunno should it be a romance thingy or humor thingy….I need reviews to stay alive! Please R&R!