Grimmjow smiled like a naughty school boy and followed after her, this time sticking much closer to her. She could almost feel him breathe on the back of her neck and it sent shivers down her spine. When she reached her room, she stopped.

"This is my room…" she said, hoping she could just leave it at that. She looked up at him, beyond annoyed now, and glared as Grimmjow smirked.

"Aren't you going to show me the inside?" he asked, giving her a challenging look.

Noriko let out another sigh and unlocked the door, watching as Grimmjow waltzed in as if he owned the place and made himself comfy on her couch. Trying to ignore him, Noriko started to clean up some of her books. As she made her way towards the bookshelves, she tripped and dropped the top one from the stack she was carrying. Grimmjow picked it up and started to look through it.

"'Raiju: the Legendary Lightning Beast'" he said, reading aloud the title of the book.

"Give that back." Noriko said, setting the stack of books on the end table before trying to take the book from Grimmjow.

"What's so special about this book that has you all worked up?" Grimmjow asked, moving the book just out of her reach any time she got close to grabbing it.

"It was a gift from Lord Aizen." She retorted and tried to reach for the book. Grimmjow continued to taunt her and it began to anger her more and more. She finally got fed up enough with it that she slapped him across the face and took the chance to snatch the book out of his grasp as he sat there, dazed for a moment.

Grimmjow looked up at her and saw her face burning with anger.

"Now, that's enough. You've really gotten me pissed off, rookie. I guide you around the whole of Las Noches, show you every room- including mine very much to my own regret- and you don't even bother to pay any attention! Even though you are new, you act as if you own the place! It's sickening! You are not higher than everyone here, including me as I am Lord Aizen's advisor, so I suggest you get the hell out of here, and wish you don't cross paths with me again!"

At this, Grimmjow just grins and walks over to her. "I knew it." He said, staring down at her.

"Knew what?" she retorted, glaring up at him.

As he continues to smirk, Grimmjow leans in and says, "That you would be really hot when you are angry."

Noriko was thrown completely off guard and stared at him confused. "W-What?"

"When I first saw you sitting there, at the table next to that depressed looking guy- who I'm pretty sure hates me already- I thought of how you sexy looked." Grimmjow explained, taking a step back to look her up and down. Noriko was wearing white hakama pants, a black sash tied around her waist, fishnet style fingerless gloves that went up to her elbows, and a white vest over a black sleeveless top that stopped just below her chest. Her crimson red hair hung straight, just passed her shoulders. He chuckled and continued. "So when Aizen told me before to look for the girl with crimson hair that was his advisor, and to watch out for her temper, I knew I'd have to wind you up. Looks like I figured out how."

Noriko blushed almost as red as her hair and stepped back. She was so angry, so flustered, that she couldn't find the words to say. As if he knew how she felt, Grimmjow grabbed onto her and pressed his lips against hers, kissing her violently. Taken aback, Noriko pushed her hands against his chest, trying to free herself from his grasp, but he pulled her back in and held her tightly against him. He continued to kiss her, roughly, and when she gasped for air, he slid his tongue into her mouth. He caressed her tongue with his own and smirked through the kiss as Noriko began to relax. He pulled back and looked down at her as she stared at him, her face flushed.

"You aren't too bad at kissing either. Wonder what else you're good at." he said, smirking.

Noriko pushed herself back and pointed to the door. "Get out."

"Why?" Grimmjow asked, his smirk getting bigger.

Noriko felt as if her face was going to catch fire. "Get out, right now!"

Grimmjow stepped forward and lifted her chin up to where she was forced to look at him. "You're a fiery little thing, even for one who is not an Espada. I like you. I think we'll be seeing plenty of each other." He said and left her room.

Noriko ran to her door and slammed it shut, locking it behind her before she ran to the balcony of her room. She jumped down from the balcony and took off running towards the wasteland as soon as her feet touched the ground. She kept running and running until she was sure no one was around, then she lifted her eyes to the heavens and screamed. She let her anger at Grimmjow flow from her and crackle out of her in an array of lightning bolts. She used the sand around her as a ground for the electricity and forced all of the excess energy that had been pent up while she remained in Grimmjow's presence. Once all of it was gone, she sat down and crossed her legs. Placing her fists together in front of her, she closed her eyes and started to meditate, trying to refocus her mind.

She wasn't sure how long she had sat there, but eventually, Aizen found her and came to her side, seeing the sand around her turned to glass.

"Having trouble with something, my dear?" he asked.

Noriko looked up at him and sighed. "Why did you stick me with that new Espada, my lord? I mean, really?"

Aizen offered her a hand and helped her to stand. Night was beginning to fall on Las Noches and he looked up at the sky as a breeze swept through the capital. "You needed a challenge, Noriko. You were beginning to grow bored with the lessons and training sessions, no longer finding a challenge in anything, so I found you a new challenge."

Noriko looked up at him. "This rookie, Grimmjow, he's so infuriating..." she said. "He doesn't listen, does everything he can to annoy me, almost ruined the book you gave me, and then he had the nerve to kiss me."

Aizen raised an eyebrow and looked at her. "He kissed you?"

Noriko nodded. "He thought I was attractive- to put it mildly- when I was angry and found it a challenge himself to figure out what sets me off. I tried to control my temper as best as I could, but he forced that kiss on me and I needed to get away. The storm inside of me was brewing into a tempest and it needed to be released." She looked at him. "Forgive me if I worried you."

Aizen smiled and patted her head. "It's quite alright, Noriko. I was worried when we didn't see you for lunch. Ulquiorra couldn't find you, but I figured you would need to find a place to meditate after being with Grimmjow."

Noriko raised an eyebrow at him. "So you want me to see this as a challenge? A challenge of what?"

Aizen smiled. "Since your time here with me in Las Noches, you have become very short tempered. You have learned to use that to your advantage, but I want you to work with Grimmjow, train with him, that way- with as much as he seems to infuriate you- you can learn to better control that temper and try to subside the storm forever brewing within you. You are a good person, Noriko, strong and powerful, kind and faithful. You've been like a daughter to me. I just want to make sure I take care of you."

Noriko didn't care if anyone was looking as she hugged the man she had come to see as a father. "You've been so kind to me, Lord Aizen, like a father would be. I cannot begin to tell you how grateful I am for everything you have done for me."

Aizen wrapped his arms around her and smiled, holding her close to him. "I already know, my dear." he said, but the smile soon faded as he thought of how he had to erase her memories of the Soul Society in order to bring her here and how his plans would be ruined if she ever regained her memories.