Dispose All Trash in Las Noches
Hi! My first fanfic! So I can't guarantee if it's going to be good or not. It'll be still nice of you to read and review, though. :)
Ch.1
Ulquiorra opened the door to the meeting room. When he entered, he found the three ex Shinigami and all of the Espada, except Yammy, there. He ignored the stares from most of the Espada. At least he thought it was only some of the Espada. He couldn't see Tousen glaring at him nor did Gin looking since he never open his eyes. Stark was sleeping as usual and Nnoitora and Grimmjow were sneering.
"You're late, Ulquiorra," said Aizen.
Ulquiorra bowed before he took his seat.
"I was just checking if Yammy was making process with his leg," he answered.
"Well, it is nice of you to care for your comra-"Aizen was cut off.
"I do not care for that trash."
Everyone inside the room looked at the Cuarto in surprise. The most obedient Espada of all had cut Aizen off during his sentence. Aizen coughed and tried to point out that he had cut him off.
"Ulquiorra, you cut me off in my-"
He was cut off again by a laughing Grimmjow.
"Hahaha! Then why did you go and see Yammy? Sorry for what you've done to him?" said Grimmjow.
Ulquiorra turned his head and looked at the Sexta.
"I only fired a cero at him because he was disturbing my privacy. He also destroyed my door as the trash entered. That's enough proof that I do not care for him, Trash."
"You didn't answer my question~" said Grimmjow.
"I wanted that trash to apologize for my door."
"Did he?"
"No."
Aizen was getting annoyed at his two Espada cutting him off. He tried to continue when
"Bang!"
The door opened and a random Arrancar came in.
"Lord Aizen! I am sorry to disturb you but the 10th Espada had lost his right arm!" he reported.
Aizen ignored the sniggering Gin and tried to keep calm.
"How did that happen?"
The report came straight in.
"According to Lord Yammy, Lord Ulquiorra blasted his arm…" he trailed off as he saw Ulquiorra glaring at him.
Aizen was going to reply only to be interrupted by Grimmjow's laughter again.
"Haha! Woah, Ulquiorra! You. Are. Being. So. Awesome for once! He blew Yammy's leg and arm off, hee hee!"
Ulquiorra kept his emotionless face somehow and replied in his usual monotone.
"Grimmjow. Shut it."
"Oh, but I don't want to. Yammy's so lucky. I wanted to see you out of control."
"I could always cero you if you want me to. It's not the hardest thing to do."
His words made Grimmjow stop laughing and snarl at the Cuarto.
"You think you can cero me? Never!"
"We could always try it out," said Ulquiorra, raising his spiritual pressure a bit.
"Oh yeah? Then shall we do it now?"said Grimmjow, also raising his own pressure, trying to make it higher than Ulquiorra's.
"Be my guest."
And soon, enormous spiritual pressure filled the room, both Ulquiorra's and Grimmjow's. They were trying to surpass each other.
Stark had woken up and whispered to Halibel beside him.
"Grimmjow's losing."
"Well, Ulquiorra has a higher rank than him," she replied in her deep voice.
Szayel was thinking to himself.
'This pressure is destructive! Maybe I could get both of them to fight in one of my practical labs and research the pressure. I might get to use it in one of my creations!'
Barragan just mumbled.
"Those idiots. They're too young to understand that I am the King of Hueco Mundo, which means I have stronger spiritual pressure than both of them combined."
'This is so fun! I should have joined too!' thought Nnoitora.
In the meanwhile, Aizen was keeping hard to control his temper. He hated being cut off and ignored. Everybody was so into what was going on between Ulquiorra and Grimmjow that they didn't noticed Aizen going red in anger. The pressure kept on rising and that made Aizen finally lose his temper.
"ENOUGH!" he screamed, banging his hands on the table as he shot up from his seat. His tea cup jumped into the air and shattered on the floor.
Everyone's eye turned to face the furious Aizen. Nobody dared to smile, not even Gin. As for the two Espada, their spiritual pressure dropped back to normal and they joined all the others facing Aizen. There was only silence as Aizen slowly calmed down. He started once he was well enough to talk.
"Ulquiorra, Grimmjow. We have some things to discuss now, one of them," he looked at them, "being your punishment for all this," said Aizen.
The Cuarto and the Sexta gulped at his words. This time, they stayed silent, letting Aizen continue.
"Now, look what you two have done. You have killed that innocent Arrancar and put Zommari and Aaroniero unconscious."
It was true. The Arrancar was lying on the floor with his eyes open and unblinking and the Espada mentioned were lying motionless. Only their breathing proved that they weren't dead.
Aizen looked at Ulquiorra.
"Ulquiorra. You shouldn't fire cero at a patient. You shouldn't even make him become a patient. And don't be late to meetings. Keep that in mind for next time," he said.
"Oh, ye…yes, Lord Aizen. I'll keep that in mind," stammered Ulquiorra when he noticed Aizen looking at him expectedly.
Aizen nodded and turned to Grimmjow this time.
"Grimmjow. You shouldn't challenge your brothers and sisters. Do I hear yes?"
"Yes Lord Aizen," answered Grimmjow.
Aizen turned to the rest.
"Now, this goes to all of you, including Gin and Tousen. If anyone interfere me when I'm speaking, or ignore me or cut me off," he paused before he went on, "I will introduce you to death myself. Are we clear?"
"Yes Lord Aizen!"
Aizen finally relaxed and put on his infamous smile.
"Now Szayel. How did you survive Ulquiorra and Grimmjow's spiritual pressure?"
Szayel hesitated before answering to Aizen.
"I used one of my inventions. It blocks out any overpowering spiritual pressure so that it won't affect me," he answered nervously, glancing at the two unconscious Espada.
"I see. Well it worked. Finally, let's go on to our last subject we need to discuss. Ulquiorra and Grimmjow, I have thought of a punishment for you. You will vacuum the entire Las Noches."
"Excuse me?" asked Ulquiorra while Grimmjow yelled.
"What?"
Aizen just repeated calmly.
"Vacuuming. You will vacuum Las Noches. I will give you your vacuum cleaners. You will do half each. Ulquiorra, you will clean the Western side. That includes Gin's, Stark's, Barragan's, Halibel's, yours and half of Nnoitora's rooms and their palace. I think you know the rest of the Western side. Grimmjow, you clean the Eastern side. It will include Tousen's, Yammy's, Aaroniero's, Szayel's, Zommari's, yours and the other half of Nnoitora's rooms. Don't forget the other rooms. I just mentioned the Espada's just so you know. You will clean Szayel's lab as well."
"Yes, Lord Aizen," they replied.
"Well then, you may all leave now. Ulquiorra, Grimmjow, here are your vacuum cleaners. Use it well. I want you to start now," and he took out two vacuum cleaners out of nowhere. One had a green handle and the other had a blue handle.
The two Espada's eyes widened. Grimmjow burst out, missing Ulquiorra's warning glare.
"Woah! Where did you get that from? You didn't leave this room. All you did was erupting like a volcano and…" he was unable to continue as Aizen looked down at him with a frightening face.
"What did you just call me, Grimmjow?"
"Ah…a…volcano! No, I mean a tomato, ah! I mean-"
Ulquiorra saved his life.
"He meant nothing, Lord Aizen. We shall now leave as well."
He pushed the blue vacuum cleaner into Grimmjow's hand and grabbed the green one for himself. Then he seized the Sexta by his jacket and dragged him out of Aizen's sight.
Once they were in front of Nnoitora's room, Ulquiorra stopped.
"Do you know how to use this, Sexta?" he asked.
Grimmjow's eyes widened again.
"You mean you've never used a vacuum cleaner before?"
"No. If I did, I did it when I was a human so shut up and tell me," demanded Ulquiorra.
"Alright! First you do this and then this…"
After a few minutes, Ulquiorra was trying to stop himself from laughing. He was looking at the blue haired Espada on the ground, tangled by a long black cord. Grimmjow was using a bunch of 'colorful words' as he tried to get out of the mess he was in.
"So…looks like you don't know how to use it," stated Ulquiorra.
"I do so! Argh, damn this thing, I can't take it anymore," said Grimmjow as he held out his hand towards the two vacuum cleaners and Ulquiorra.
"Cero!" he yelled.
Ulquiorra's eyes widened as a blue cero came out. When it was over, he appeared behind Grimmjow, who was standing but was still wrapped in black cord. He was free though.
"Grimmjow, you idiot! You blasted the machine away!" yelled Ulquiorra.
Yes, Ulquiorra managed to survive but sadly, the vacuum cleaners became poor victims of Grimmjow's cero.
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