Feeling somewhat annoyed and confused, once the effects of the orb wore off he was free to do whatever he pleased. His mind was still in a state of shock, somehow it had short circuited from all the anger he had built up. This was weird, he wasn't the type to get easily angered but he had never been so angry that he had imploded, like a star. He picked himself up, standing there in front of his door, still naked and confused. He looked down at the sheet that he had been rapped up in.
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On a completely unrelated note Yammy was very hungry and wondered if Ulquiorra had wanted something to eat also. He knew that most of the time when he extended an invitation to Ulquiorra, Ulquiorra would always decline to the full extent, but who was he if he didn't try.
"Ahhhh, I hope Ulquiorra is in the mood for Chinese," Yammy said happily as he turned the corner to Ulquiorra's domain "Hey Ul………."
Yammy's jaw dropped and he took a few steps back in horror. There was Ulquiorra standing naked in front of his domain, holding what looked like a bed sheet in his hands. Yammy wanted to speak, but the air around him was so thick and unbearable. It was like standing next to Storm from the X-Men and his reiatsu was so thick you could practically see it. The sweat ran down Yammy's face as he walked slowly over to the motionless Ulquiorra.
"Ahhhh…Ulquiorra?" Yammy reached out slowly to him, but stopped when Ulquiorra turned his face towards him
Yammy was scared shitless; Ulquiorra's face looked like an evil preschooler, a toddler on a mission a mission a death. Yammy, unable to move, watched Ulquiorra walk away. Even after Ulquiorra left, Yammy was still too scared to move. Ulquiorra moved his body, he didn't know where he was going but he felt good, like a weight had been removed from his body, maybe it was just the feeling of the orb wearing off or maybe something else. He had been walked for a while and everywhere he walked heads would turn. What of Earth was everyone staring at? Then he finally felt a breeze and that's when he had remembered that he was completely naked. He stopped and a looked around he sensed someone coming down the hall rather quickly. He figured that that person would have clothes, so he thought he would borrow them if they fitted. Racing down the hall was Octavo Espada Szayel Aporro Grantz, the leading scientist of Aizen's army. He was in a great hurry to get back to his lab and copy down some notes and preparation for his next dissection. Ulquiorra masked his reiatsu and waited for the Octavo Espada to pass. Szayel was in such a big hurry he didn't even sense Ulquiorra following up behind him. Ulquiorra grabbed him from behind, wrapping his arm around Szayel naked until the last conscious breath left his body. He didn't kill him but he knocked him out pretty good. He then dragged his body of to a dark corner and undressed him, leaving him in nothing except his loincloth.
Looking at the uniform "This will do," Ulquiorra dressed and headed to a certain Quinto Espada's domain
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Nnoitra was in his room sleeping, he had just come back from a very tough mission and wanted to crash before he went out for an evening spar. Tesla, Nnoitra's most trusted arrancar comrade, was doing laundry when Ulquiorra came up from behind and grabbed his month.
"Shhh," Ulquiorra tighten his grip "I'm just here to visit Nnoitra."
Tesla trembled frightfully. Ulquiorra moved his hand from Tesla month to his head, grabbing his hair so tightly you could faint from the sheer pain and slammed his head violently on the washing machine. Leaving his unconscious body behind and he continued to Nnoitra's room. Nnoitra looked so peaceful, sleeping in bed in his messy disorganized room. Ulquiorra slipped in bed like a fox, raising his fist slowly above Nnoitra face and like lighten he struck Nnoitra in the face, waking him immediately and causing him to jump out of the bed and fall to the floor roughly. His face burned and the blood ran down his face.
"Sh-Shit what was tha….," he looked around
Bam, the second shot knocked the taste out of his month as Ulquiorra round kicked him in the face again, but this time right in the nose. The force from his kick was so strong it knocked Nnoitra's head through the wall, leaving him unconscious and nearly dead. Ulquiorra turned and looked at his lifeless body.
"What a waste, I would think he would put up more of a fight," Ulquiorra turned and exited his room, but not before one more bone crushing kick to the ribs.
Grimmjow had just finished up a sparing session with some of his arrancar comrades when he was heading back to his room. He needed a shower, he could smell his musk from miles away and although he didn't approve of washing off his manly scent, there were some special occasions where he had too. He tossed his bag over his back and left the room. The hall was dark, only let by the few windows in Las Noches, but Grimmjow didn't mind in matter of fact he liked it that way it made him feel fearless and cool. He closed his eyes and continued walked down the hall. He coughed violently, as he heard his back nearly snap. In what it seemed like slow mention he feel to the floor, hitting it like a brick, he winced and coughed, he could taste the blood in his month. He groaned as he felt someone kick him over to his back. His eyes were clouded and he could barely sense the reiatsu of his unknown a assailant. Ulquiorra stepped have way in the light.
"cough….cough…..S-Szayel???????" Grimmjow said very confused
Ulquiorra stepped completely into the light "Think again"
He sprinted forward and grabbed Grimmjow by the throat, cause him to gag, Ulquiorra squeezed tightly, but not enough to leave him unconscious, he wanted this one to last a little longer. He let go and Grimmjow coughed and spit out blood, he look around but couldn't see Ulquiorra anywhere. Just as that thought passed his mind, Ulquiorra delivered a kick to Grimmjow's thigh, nearly breaking it, Grimmjow hollered in pain as the white foam flew from his month. As his eye began to roll back, Ulquiorra balled his fist and struck Grimmjow in the stomach, taking what ever breath that was left in Grimmjow's chest with it.
Ulquiorra unclenched his fist flexing it a little before turning around and leaving; he walked back to his domain. As he was about to open his door he nearly tripped over a white bed sheet, that was lying in front of his door. He looked at it and then at a frozen Yammy.
"What is going on here? Where did this bed sheet come from and Yammy what are you looking at?" Ulquiorra was completely puzzled has he looked down at his uniform, realizing that it was not his own. For some odd reason he could not remember for the life of him why he was wearing Octavo Espada's uniform or why Yammy was standing next to his door frozen, but he did felt a little satisfied for some odd reason and with that thought he casted the strange events of the day out of his mind and entered his room.
