Okay, I know, super short chapter! I'm really sorry and I promise they will get longer! Please do enjoy this new chapter of Snow Rose ^^


Sleep. Ulquiorra hated it. Dreams were something he hated even more. They infected his thoughts with eternal nightmares that cursed his very existence. They conjured images from his human life that he would rather forget. The screams and scent of burning flesh intoxicated his nostrils as he tried desperately to escape the sight of blood. They o longer caused him to wake up screaming or drenched in cold, sticky sweat. He was so used to the fearful feelings that it no longer bothered his conscious self. After all they were his memories and parts of his life. It annoyed him that his dreams showed him all the parts where his life went wrong – all the pain and sadness swirling together to form a deep and unhappy pit of emotion.

He was awakened from his torturous dream by a loud banging on his door. Irksomely he removed his plain covers and dressed in his Espada uniform – ignoring the banging that was echoing through his bedroom. Eventually, when he felt ready, he opened his door to reveal an annoyed muscular man. Ulquiorra's cold, green eyes watched his face.

"Took you long enough." Grimmjow growled.

"What do you want, Trash?" Ulquiorra inquired.

"I spoke to Aizen last night, right," Grimmjow grinned widely, "and he said that I can come to the human world with you again!" Grimmjow jumped excitedly as he remembered something else, "It's snowing there today, and Syzal was telling me about this!" The blue haired Espada held out a hand drawn picture of a snowman with a large black top hat and little coal eyes with a pointed nose. Ulquiorra simply walked past the over excited Espada and down the insanely white walls and into a large room filled with many coloured doors, Grimmjow trotting behind him. This room was where Espada went when they wanted to travel. It used to be a room filled with gaping black holes that seemed endless, but Aizen had decided to give the room a little more pzazz and so had introduced coloured doors. The only Espada who had really taken to this idea was Syzal, other than that they couldn't care less. The pale Espada reached into an intricately decorated gold plated box to pick out the correct key for the door leading to the human world. He placed the large silver key into the purple door and turned it gently until it gave an approving click and swung open to reveal the illuminated path to the human world, the darkness around it seemed to swallow the air around them, suffocating them as they entered the hole and began the short journey to the human world.