Well here's another fluffy one-shot for all of you, this one's slight Ulquigrimm and definitely Ulquihime. If you don't like it don't read ;.
Disc. I don't own Bleach. I think there might be some laundry detergent in my house somewhere though...
Ulquiorra walked aimlessly through the halls, going over what just happened. 'Stupid woman, getting so riled up about those fools, they're all going to die eventually. She needs to learn to control herself. Hell, why am I even wasting my time thinking about it? She's just Aizen's pet, she should be no concern of mine. But yet-' His train of thought was broken when he entered the Espada common room. There was the fierce Sexta Espada curled up on the couch, sleeping. Ulquiorra sighed and cautiously sat down next to the sleeping man, lightly bouncing him in the process. Grimmjaw felt his couch move and opened his eyes halfway.
"Hey Ulqui?" Grimmjaw made sure he knew whom he was talking to.
"What is it Grimmjaw" The green Espada did not even have the will to comment on the nickname.
"Why don't you smile?"
"Well why do you smile?" Ulquiorra unintentionally glared at the half-asleep man next to him, giving the sleepy Espada the chills.
"I never really gave it much thought…I guess I smile when I'm content, when I'm happy, when I'm excited…"
"They're all emotions." Ulquiorra stated bluntly, as if he was expecting something better.
"Yeah, so? What were you expecting, 'I smile because Aizen tells me to'?"
"No…it's just that emotions are so useless, why even bother?"
"That's your problem right there" The half-asleep man nudged closer to the other body
"You don't let yourself acknowledge they're there. You'd be much better off if you let them shine through. Outside of battle, of course." Grimmjaw added the quick note before snuggling into the couch.
"Easy for you to say…" Ulquiorra turned away, suddenly realizing that the mark on his face from earlier was still apparent on his pale skin.
"You do realize I noticed that from the beginning, what'd ya do, get into some trouble with pet-san?" Grimmjaw smirked, knowing that the man next to him was very sensitive on that subject, even if he didn't want to admit it.
"It's none of your concern" Ulquiorra was now holding the wounded part of his face.
"If you showed her you cared, you might just win her over, you know," Grimmjaw was
going to keep rambling on about feelings, much to Ulquiorra's dismay. "And also, you never answered my question. Why don't you smile?"
"I already told you, smiling is an emotion. Emotions are trash."
"I know you're just afraid Ulqui, you don't have to go as far as to say they're trash."
With that, a still half-asleep Grimmjow lightly pawed away Ulquiorra's hand, revealing a light pink mark on the side of his cheek. "She got you good, didn't she"?
"Shut up" Ulquiorra nudged away from the other man, but the blue Espada just moved closer.
Grimmjaw then leaned up to Ulquiorra, just inches from his cheek. Then just like a cat, he proceeded in licking the pale pin wound on the man's skin. Feeling fulfilled, he curled up again and fell back to sleep on the couch. Ulquiorra slowly got up from the couch, careful not to wake the sleeping man, and walked away.
"Trash" Ulquiorra said to himself, holding his wound once again. A smile escaped his lips as he went back to his room for the night.
Author's Note: My cat Missy actually inspired this one XD. She is very violent and tough when she's fully awake but when she's half asleep she's very mello. It made me think that Grimmkitty is probably similar . Reviews are still welcome, maybe if I get more of them the next one-shot will come up quicker -