Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. Taco doesn't own Bleach. One big family. Happy?
Tired from his mission Ulquiorra sat down and closed his eyes. Soon his consciousness faded away, pulling him into a peaceful sleep. He suddenly jerked up. No. This wasn't like him. He wasn't meant to be napping in the middle of a war, but the little voice at the back of his head was telling him to loosen up. He stared at his not-so-used bed. When was the last time he had used this? The urge to nap just a little was overwhelming. The voice tugged a little. Without noticing, he shifted his bed sheets and wriggled inside. It was surprisingly warm and cosy. Just a little nap, not too long. He closed his eyes and darkness washed over him.
~~~Somewhere else in Las Noches~~~
On the other side of Las Noches, Grimmjow was whistling innocently with a bored look on his face. 'I'm, booorrrreed…wonder what Queero-chan's up to' he thought. He stood up and decided it was a time to pay his little friend a visit.
-Back to Ulquiorra-
POKE
The short jab ran through his body. He turned around and tried to ignore the painful spot that was evidently going to bruise.
POKE
"What?" he mumbled, slightly annoyed that his nap had ended so shortly. 5 minutes to be exact.
POKE
"IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP QUEERO-CHAN! RISE AND SHINE!!!" Grimmjow shouted into his ear happily.
"No."
"Why not? You've slept for the whole day already."
"I didn't." He hoped that the gods will send Grimmjow away. Fast.
POKE POKE
"Stop that"
"Not until you wake up"
POKE POKE POKE
Ulquiorra twitched.
"If you wouldn't mind, please stop poking me"
"Aww! You're no fun Queero-chan!"
"Well, if you let me sleep for a while, then I will be in full working order for fun."
POKE POKE POKE POKE
"Would you PLEASE stop doing that. I'm sure Aizen-sama would be angry if one of his espada suddenly disappeared."
"Aizen-sama this Aizen-sama that, all you care about is your precious AIZEN-SAMA"
Punch. That was dodged easily.
"Aizen-sama is a very forgiving man" Ulquiorra continued, ignoring Grimmjow's comment. "I'm sure he'll forgive you. If you're lucky, you might not even get punished."
Poke
"I bet you that Aizen-sama cares about less than half of what you care."
Punch. Harder, but still dodged easily.
POKE POKE POKE POKE POKE
Ulquiorra snapped. Grimmjow's smile faded. Uhoh. Grimmjow fled...
Lets just say that Grimmjow was never the same after that incident. And guess what, Aizen-sama did care for poor little Queero-chan. About umm... 1/3 maybe?
-The End-
R&R plz!!! 1st Bleach fanfic.
Thanks to dear Taco-chan for helping me!!! (drowns you in even more love than what Shika can ever manage)
Oh yeah, and we may be writing another chapter. (Whatcha think Taco-chan?)
