There was a sea of white sand that almost resembles snow underneath a blue sky that barely changes throughout the day, except for when it was night time.
An enormous castle was sitting in the middle of the never ending desert. It could have been a mirage except for one thing…it was physically there.
It cast a looming presence with only the residents knowing exactly what was going on within the castle's hallways and corridors.
Strong spiritual pressure was soon released, which signaled to the inhabitants that their lord summoned them in order to conduct a meeting.
However most of the members were already present, all except for one who was well aware of the sudden call for the meeting.
A man with icy blue hair was lazily rolling out of bed and on to the floor while landing with an "oof". He then used the edge of the bed as a means to properly balance himself.
He groggily removes himself from the ground, slowly ambles pass a mirror in the room and abruptly stops in shock at the sight of his body.
'Please tell me that this is...a bad dream.' The man thought to himself when he noticed that his chest region was fairly larger and protruded out further than a normal man's chest.
The masculine figure was langiously combing his hands fingers through his once short spiky hair, which was now reaching his waist. 'This isn't happening.'
His eyes were now smaller and rounder than the normally sharp and slanted fashion. He then dragged his hand down to his face and felt that his once muscular square face became rounder while his cheekbones were more prominent. His jaw plate shrunk so that it naturally fitted the form of his new face.
A sigh of relief was escaping his mouth once his eyes were fallinb on something that was still familiar on his new body. His Hollow hole that marked him as Espada plus the black number six present on the right side of his back were still visibly there.
'It's only one way to find out if this is really real.' Grimmjow presumes as he settles his hands on the sides of his hakema. He then roughly tugged on the waistline of his pants only to quickly pull them back up.
'I can't believe this shit is happening to me!' He was inwardly considering while attempting to overcome the shock of his new found discovery.
The icy blue haired male desperately searched throughout his closet with hope that he would be able to find something to hide his newly developed feminine features.
'Talk about the depressing white uniform.' Grimmjow privately contemplates as his search yields absolutely no result.
An unexpected knock at the door suddenly caught his attention, which caused him to speedily scramble to grab something to cover up his new body.
The Espada then slowly made his way over to the door and slightly cracked it only to come face to face with a pair of Emerald eyes.
'Wow...his eyes are a really dark green like the forest or emeralds. Why haven't I noticed that before?' Grimmjow unexpectedly wonders before he shakes his head in order to clear his thoughts.
'What am I doing thinking about his freaking eyes?' The blue haired male inwardly gripped in disbelief.
"What are you doing here Ulquiorra?" The Sexta Espada was harshly questioning the male currently standing in front of his bedroom door.
"Lord Aizen called a meeting. You're the only one who isn't there." He dutifully informs him right before he unexpectedly reaches his arm through the crack of the door, secures his collar in his clutches and drags him down the hallway.
"What the hell are you doing?! Let me fucking go! I can walk on my damn own!" Pantera's owner was furiously shouting yet it was falling upon deaf ears since Ulquiorra only concern was the mission from Lord Aizen.
It was then did he realized that they arrived at the dining room hall, which also doubled as their area to met. Loud noises were clearly made once every one at the table looked at the pair.
"Oh…" Gin was shockingly uttering out loud after seeing a feminine version of Grimmjow currently sulking in the middle of the floor.
Ulquiorra simply ignores Grimmjow before he takes his respective seat, which was next to the largest Espada in mass, Yammy Riyaglo.
"Is that really Grimmjow?" A tall Espada was interestedly inquiring after coming face to face with the Sexta Espada before suddenly feeling him tugging at his collar.
"Hey, you stupid fucking spoon freak! Don't let this form fool you. I am still Grimmjow Jagerjaques! I can fucking wipe the floor with all of your asses." Grimmjow harshly snapped.
An Espada with pink hair and rimless glasses speaks up after he pushes them back on the bridge of his nose, "Interesting".
Grimmjow was cutting her eyes over to where the Espada name, Szayelapporz Grant, sitting, "You know I can still hear you, you pink haired quack."
"Yes...it's still that same beast." Szayel loudly declared to the bunch after he heard the typical Grimmjow's persona responses to his simple statement.
"Grimmjow, calm down." Lord Aizen's voice calmly orders as he instantly ceases the blue haired Espada's rampart actions.
"We do not have any time to discuss about Grimmjow's sudden change. We have other important things that we have to deal with like how are we going to go about to obtain the King's Key? So that our plans for taking over the World of the Living will start immediately." Aizen's voice was chiming in after breaking up the little squabbles amongst the Decimo court.
The recently transformed woman merely scoffed before he repeatedly addressed Nnoitra to be a "Spoon Freak", roughly removed his hand from his collar and easily hopped off the top of the dining room table.
He decided to fold his arms across his newly developed chest so that no one would look in his direction or stare at his chest.
Grimmjow would be absolutely ecstatic once the meeting was over so he could hurry along back to the comforts of his personal bedroom.
He was recalling how Nnoitra, or the Spoon Freak, was lecherously ogling his chest the entire time that they were in the meeting.
'Is this how Tia feels whenever she's sitting in these meetings?' The blue haired Espada inwardly pondered after being subjected to that kind of scrutiny.
Luckily for him, the meeting did not last too long since they managed to cover the change in the patrols of Las Noches but other then that it was just a regular meeting.
'Boy am I glad to be back inside of my room.' The Sexta Espada happily thinks to himself after he spots the door to his room.
Once he reentered his room, he dared not to walk pass the mirror since he was still in shock about his discovery from earlier in the day.
'As long as no one messes with me then we can all just get along just fine.' The icy blue haired male was assuming to himself while traveling toward his bed until a sudden breeze was hitting him.
Icy blue eyes roll since today of all days was just not his day, 'First this morning and now I'm being bothered again! Sheesh, can't I just get some privacy?!'
"What do you want now?! I mean you did drag me all the way from my room to the dining hall." Grimmjow annoyingly mentions to the presence that just sonido inside of his room.
Ulquiorra was simply remaining quiet in silent disbelief that the man, who presently standing in front of him was now the opposite sex.
"Can you stop staring at me?! I find that very annoying!" Grimmjow angrily commented, which instantly caused him to surface out of his thoughts.
"So why are you here now? Shouldn't you be somewhere running an errand for your fucking Lord Aizen?" He follows up with an inquiry toward the raven-haired Espada.
"Lord Aizen wants to see you." The Cuarto finally announced as it earned a slight groan from the person that sat in front of him.
"Can't he just wait…I'm still kind of in shock about all of this." The blue haired male ultimately supplies an answer to Ulquiorra's question.
'This is taking too long.' He mentally concluded before he realized that once again he reached out toward the irate male with the intent to drag him by his hand rather than his collar. His hand instead happened to end up somewhere else.
'Soft and squishy?' Ulquiorra was inwardly guessing after giving whatever it was he was touching a good squeeze before registering that his hand was now on Grimmjow's chest.
It was deadly quiet at first because the pair was trying to register exactly what was happening before Grimmjow was piercingly shouting, "What the hell do you think you're doing you green-eyed bastard?!"
He was not too hasty in his removal of his hand from where it currently rests, "Can we just get the hell on with it? It has been a fucking long day for me already."
The pair then used their sonido before they came face to face with none other then the self-proclaimed Lord of Huceo Mundo, Lord Aizen, along with his two generals, Gin Ichimaru and Tosen Kaname.
"Hey Grimmjow," Gin cheerfully greets him once the Espada finally appears in front of Aizen and company in the throne room.
He was simply ignoring the man's greeting before Lord Aizen was demanding Gin to be quiet, which was earning a silent thank you from Grimmjow for the gesture.
"You did your job. You're dismissed now Ulquiorra." He ordered the raven haired Espada, who used his sonido again to disappear from her side.
"Walk with me Grimmjow." He immediately orders the Espada in front of him after he makes his descent from his throne and on to the surface of the floor.
'Such a goodie two shoes.' The Sexta was inwardly regarding about Ulquiorra's unwavering loyalty for the man that was making his way toward him.
The blue haired male processed that he had no other choice but to follow his Lord to wherever he planned to lead him.
"Kaname, do you believe that a gender switch could affect any more of our Espadas?" Gin's question falls on deaf ears as Tosen simply leaves him to his own thoughts.
'He's such a party pooper.' Gin inwardly considered to himself before he decided to busy himself in order to avoid boredom.
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Ulquiorra was now aimlessly staring at the palm of his hand in utter disbelief at his actions when he was in Grimmjow's room.
'I was just reaching for her hand because she was being too stubborn about something simple.' He inwardly rationalizes his behavior.
'...but still...how did he end up turning in to a woman?' The raven haired male curiously pondered since he just witnessed the blue haired Espada paraded around yesterday as a male.
'I wonder who else it could happen too?' He inwardly wonders to himself before he bumps into Nnoitra, Yammy, Szayel and Gin.
"Hey Ulquiorra..." Gin was calling out his name after noticing him, "...come over here will you."
"I don't know what the hell happened to Grimmjow but she looks fucking hot!" Nnoitra honestly blurted out to the group.
"Ew man! That's fucking Grimmjow we're talking about." Yammy instantly reminds him after he slaps Nnoitra's skinny arm with his hand.
Ulquiorra and Szayel silently agreed with both the tall Espada and Yammy at the same time.
"I just want to know what could have caused her transformation. It isn't on a every day basis that we, Espadas, change genders." Szayel claims as he pushes his glasses up on the bridge of his nose.
Gin was glancing at Nnoitra, Ulquiorra and Szayel before easily deducing that all three males Espadas were unintentionally sharing a common factor.
"Can you just imagine me being transformed into a woman?" Gin purposely pops to the group as he dramatically strikes a feminine pose in front of the Espadas.
Expressions of disgust were present on their face, which caused a dishearten Gin to respond with "Ah come on guys…you don't have to be so mean."
His question about a possible gender switch for him prompts the group of men to disperse from their current location.
Gin finally realized that Ulquiorra remained totally silent in the conversation but was in some sort of a stupor as he stares at his hand.
'I wonder what happened between him and Grimmjow?'
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Grimmjow realized Lord Aizen's spiritual pressure was heavier on his now slender shoulders than it was when he had broad shoulders.
It was extremely difficult for him to even maintain a close distance to Aizen since his current reiatsu level made it harder for him to follow as close as he currently was now.
Not to mention, that there was a sudden sensation of suffocation whenever he trailed far too close behind Lord Aizen. His newly developed body started to become quite bothersome for him.
As icy blue eyes were checking out his surroundings, the corridor was surprisingly unfamiliar to him, which was instantly sparking his curiosity as to where Lord Aizen was leading him.
'I hope we can get to where we're going quickly…I don't think I can last much longer around him.' Grimmjow silently prayed to himself.
He was starting to feel exhaustion creeping up right before managing to stop himself from running in to the brunette's back.
"Lord Aizen, what brings you by my lab?" A familiar voice asks him.
"You have until two o'clock tomorrow afternoon to report your findings about this to your brethren. Remember, this is the only specimen that you have to test on so all you have is this one shot. Do you understand?"
"It will be my pleasure my lord." Szayel enthusiastically claimed after he snapped his fingers.
His action was prompting his group of ugly and deformed assistants to appear and grab Grimmjow.
"Shut her up!" He calmly orders for his assistants to muffle Grimmjow's violent protests of defiance.
"Thank you Lord Aizen. I won't let you down." Szayel dutifully asserted toward Lord Aizen, who merely walked away from the pink haired scientist.
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12.6.13 Some major revision done to this chapter and the next one as well.
02.19.16 Major cleaning up of previous and additional revisions.
07.01.17 Minor editing: Grammatical changes