AUTHOR'S NOTE.

DICLAIMER I DON'T OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS THEY BELONG TO TITE KUBO

ISANE MAY SEEM A LITTLE OUT OF CHARACTER IN THIS CHAPTER.

P.S FOR THOSE WHO HAVE READ THE STORY BEFORE, I'VE JUST DONE SOME TOUCHING UP IN THE PREVIOUS CHAPTERS.

Chapter 3:- From Different Points of Views.

Fan the sinking flames of hilarity with the wings of friendship;

And pass the rosy wine.

Charles Dickens

Isane's Proverb

After Grimmjow had left with the guards, Isane went to the wards. She spent the rest of her evening there tending to patients and mending broken bones. She had been pushed to the limits of her endurance today. First getting the news of her new guest, and then dealing with Grimmjow and now here she was taking care of patients.

After finishing her rounds, Isane went to check up on her last patient. As she entered the room the first thing she heard was, "Wow you look like shit!" from Ikkaku who was lying comfortably on the bed.

"Thanks." Isane replied sarcastically. She was too tired to be nice to Ikkaku, even if he was injured. Isane slumped down into the chair beside his bed and covered her face with her hands.

"Had a rough day huh?" he asked sounding genuinely concerned.

"Yea." she replied as she removed her hands from her face to look at Ikkaku, "Hey! If you're here who's with Yammy?"

A low grumbled erupted from Ikkaku's chest as he explained, "That bastards the reason why I'm here!"

"How so?" Isane asked as she laid her hands on her lap and cocked her head to the side confused.

Ikkaku looked at her and smiled lightly. "That jackass decided that as soon as he entered the Squad eleven barracks that he was going to challenge my Captain to battle. And you how Captain Kenpachi gets when it comes to a battle. He was going to cut of Yammy's head if the squad hadn't tried to stop him. That how it turned in to a 'Try to Kill Your Captain Day'. I was the first to go down since I jumped on my Captain first. He sent me flying. But at least he didn't get to put his hands on the imbecile. Couldn't have him killing that moron on the first day."

Isane shook her head in agreement. "It's a good thing that you decided to stop Captain Kenpachi. I don't think I could have handled dealing with another one of those Espada for today. Having to deal with one was enough."

"So you had your first taste of Espada today huh?" Ikkaku asked with a devious smirk on his face, "So who was the lucky nitwit to get you as their healer?"

Upon hearing Ikkaku's compliment, Isane blushed deeply. Lucky for her she was with Ikkaku who had known her longer than any of the other Lieutenants. Even Renji who Isane considered as one of her best friends didn't know her as good as Ikkaku. He was more than a friend to her. He was the one who she confided in when she thought that she couldn't talk to Captain Unohana. Isane had once considered that maybe she and Ikkaku could be more than friends but that was before she found out that he was gay. Isane had only found out because she had walked in on him and Yumichika kissing one day in Ikkaku's room at the Fourth. The two had made Isane promise never to tell anyone. It was a promise that she had kept even up until today.

"I never get tired of seeing your face go red." Ikkaku joked as he stretched in the bed and folded his hands behind his head. "So you still haven't answered my question you know?"

Isane stopped blushing and looked at Ikkaku. "Do you really have to ask?" Isane questioned wearily.

Ikkaku shrugged and replied lazily, "I was hoping that it would be one of the less feral ones yuh know like Stark or that emo dude whose name I can't pronounce."

"Thanks for the concern." Isane remarked sarcastically, "but to tell you the truth Grimmjow wasn't that bad."

Ikkaku almost jumped out of his bed when he heard what Isane said. "What are you saying Isa-chan? Are you actually sticking up for him?" he bellowed out.

Isane immediately out up both her hands in defense and shook her head frantically, "No I'm not trying to defend him Ikkaku –san. It's just that I expected him to be more….you know feral and brutish."

"Huh!" huffed Ikkaku as he folded his arms on his chest and turned away from facing her. Isane never knew what to do when Ikkaku got into one of his moods. The only person who could calm the bald headed Soul Reaper was Yumichika but Isane was too tired to go find him.

However, Ikkaku was just teasing her. He turned back to face her after a couple of minutes. "Just kidding Isane." he reassured. "To tell you the truth Yammy isn't what he appears to be either. He's really not that dumb or slow."

"Really?" asked Isane who had never expected the words 'Yammy' and 'not dumb' to be used in the same sentence.

A massive grin spread across Ikkaku's face as he began to laugh hysterically. "Hell no! That guy's as dumb as they come! I think even Omeda's smarter than him! " he exclaimed between bouts of laughter, "I had you there for a second though!"

The red blush began to creep back on to Isane cheeks but it wasn't from embarrassment but from raw anger. How dare Ikkaku play a dirty trick like that on her!?

"Ikkaku!" Isane screamed as he slammed a pillow over his face. She held the pillow there until Ikkaku stopped squirming. When she finally removed the pillow he was passed out and drooling. To wake him up, Isane slapped him across the face. Ikkaku massaged the offended piece of flesh on his face after Isane hit him. He was a bit shocked to know that she actually hit him but he could see that she was under a lot of stress right now. He could see it in her eyes. They were devoid of their usually caring glint.

"Sorry Isane." he sincerely said as bowed his head slightly. "Hey why don't you come drinking with me and the other Lieutenants after you've discharged me? When do you get off?"

"My shift ended an hour ago and how are you so sure I'm going to discharge you after this so that you can go drinking?" Isane questioned.

Ikkaku put on his best puppy dog face and batted his eye lashes like Yumichika in the hopes of convincing Isane to join him drinking.

Isane looked at her friend in his attempts to try and persuade her to come drinking with him and shook her head sadly. However the more she thought about it the more the idea seemed to appeal to her. It had been a while since she last went out with her friends for the night. Maybe it might calm her down a bit; after all she did have an entire day to deal with Grimmjow tomorrow.

Sighing Isane went to the foot of the bed and grabbed Ikkaku's clipboard with his medical records. Taking the pen from her uniform she quickly scribbled her signature on the line granting Ikkaku permission to leave the Hospital wing. Ikkaku meanwhile sat on the bed grinning in happiness that his puppy dog face had worked.

As soon as Isane finished the paper work, Ikkaku jumped out of the bed and grabbed her hand. He began pulling her out of the Fourth's barracks. As they passed through the wards Isane called out to Hanataro who was on duty.

"Tell Captain Unohana that I'm leaving for the evening!"

That was all Isane got to say before Ikkaku pulled her out of the building and into the street outside. Being part of the Eleventh Division meant that you had to be strong and Ikkaku was no exception. Even while still slightly injured, he could easily pull Isane behind him.

"Ikkaku-san….. where are we going?" Isane asked as she tried to keep up behind Ikkaku. Ikkaku chose not to answer Isane. Instead he decided to continue dragging her behind him. But Isane would have none of it. She stopped walking and dug her heels into the ground to prevent Ikkaku from pulling her forward. She may not be the toughest Lieutenant but Isane was stronger than most would expect. Ikkaku was brought to an immediate halt.

"Ikkaku… tell me where we're going now!" demanded Isane.

Sighing Ikkaku answered, "I wanted it to be a surprise but we're going to the Lucky Soul Bar."

"Oh" said Isane feeling a bit ashamed for acting childish. The Luck Soul Bar held many fond memories for Isane. She was never one to go out drinking but when she did it was usually at that bar. It was where her friends held her congratulations party after she became a Lieutenant. It was also the place she had her first kiss, even though it was on a drunken dare.

As she allowed Ikkaku to lead her to the bar, Isane tried recalling all pleasant memories and before she knew she was standing at the front entrance to the bar. She could hear the shouts and noise coming from inside and couldn't help but smile. This place was so raw and undefined, a truly unique establishment in all sense of the word. As Isane walked in with Ikkaku ,she was greeted by the already drunk form of Rangiku. Rangiku threw one hand over Isane's shoulder and the other around Ikkaku.

"Oh! All my friends are finally here! I'm…..sooooo happy now!" Rangiku half cried, half yelled which caused both Isane and Ikkaku to cover their ears.

Seeing that Rangiku was in not state to navigate her own way back to the table, Isane and Ikkaku led their tipsy friend back to the gathering of other Lieutenants. When Ikkaku said that all the other Lieutenants would be there he was right. Even Lieutenant Chojiro had decided to show up and he never went anywhere!

"Let me give you a hand there?" offered Kira when he saw Isane shouldering a drunken Rangiku. Isane greatly appreciated his offer and accepted it without any protest. She was too tired to help carry Rangiku. She wasn't exactly petite considering her boobs weighed like a ton each. Kira and Ikkaku laid Rangiku on a bar seat directly opposite their table. The strawberry blonde was already passed out and sleeping.

Isane sat down one the end of the large curved booth that accompanied the table. Next to her sat Momo and across the table was Yumichika. All the others were nestled in between.

"Isane you look terrible!" exclaimed Yumichika when he first laid eyes on her.

"Yumichika that's a horrible thing to say to Isa-chan!" Momo rebuked, "Don't pay any attention to him Isane you look as beautiful as ever."

Isane sighed softly. She knew Momo was just trying to make her feel better but she really wasn't in a mood for a pity party and what made it even worse was that it was her pity party.

"It's alright Momo. I know that I'm not exactly looking my best today." Isane said as she ran her hand through her disheveled mess of grey silver hair which only resulted in it looking messier.

"Isane are you sure you're okay?" Renji asked her, "I mean you look more stressed than usual."

"Oh it's nothing I can assure you." Isane lied hoping her friends wouldn't make a big deal about it.

"Isane you were always a horrible liar so tell us what's up?" urged Renji.

"I'm telling you it's nothing!" repeated Isane but her friends weren't convinced.

"Isane why don't you tell them?" Ikkaku inquired.

"There's nothing to tell." Isane replied through gritted teeth.

"Isane!" Ikkaku warned

"Ikkaku!" Isane hissed in reply.

"Fine!" Ikkaku shouted finally losing his temper with his timid healer, "Isane looks like shit because she's over worked and had to deal with that asinine Espada, Grimmjow today."

"Ikkaku…" Isane moaned as she buried her face in her hands but she was too late to stop him from saying anything else. Immediately her friends were in an up roar just like when they first heard that she would be Grimmjow's caretaker.

"He didn't hurt you did he? Cuz if he did I'll decapitate him!" threatened Hisagi.

"Oh Isane you poor thing!"cried Momo as she threw her hands around the taller woman, "You poor thing! Having to deal with that hollow whole day!"

"Wow!"said Renji, "Thinking about you having to deal with Grimmjow somehow makes me think that Uliquiorra isn't that bad."

Isane sat there and listened to all her friends comment about her current predicament. That was when something inside her snapped. Getting up, she slammed her hands against the table and yelled, "Enough! I came here to drink not to hear about me and my hollow ward! So if you don't mind I could really use a drink now!"

All the other sat there dumbstruck as Isane ordered one of the strongest drinks from the bar. They knew better than to pester her further. When she was ready to talk they would be there to listen.

Grimmjow's Proverb

After leaving the Fourth division hospital wing, Grimmjow was escorted to his holding bay. He was right. He wasn't given a room but at least it wasn't a cramped little chamber like the prisons back in Hueco Mundo. The holding bay consisted of six large prison cells separated from each other by thin wooden walls. It was nothing like his palace back in Las Noches but he was in no place to complain.

One of the guards roughly pushed him in the cell. The cell was almost barren except for a small bed that could barely fit two and a little desk and chair.

"What no toilet?" Grimmjow asked as he turned back to face his guards, "What, do you expect to piss in the corner?"

The guard that had hit him back at the Fourth growled at Grimmjow, "You'll get your time to bath and relieve yourself in the morning hollow." he spat.

The guard locked the cell and left in a single file line. The last guard to leave glared at Grimmjow just before he locked the door to the holding bay. When he was sure the guards were far away, Grimmjow went to the bars and tried yanking them.

"Don't bother," said the person in the cell next to his. Grimmjow didn't need to see his face to know that it was that bastard Ulquiorra. Damn he hated that prick. He was always too calm and his unwavering loyalty toward Aizen had always irked Grimmjow for some reason. Something about Ulquiorra just rubbed him the wrong way not to make mention about to their past encounters back in Hueco Mundo.

"Why don't you mind your own fucking business U.L.Q.U.I.O.R.R.A?" Grimmjow hissed. He knew Ulquiorra hated it when he said his name like that but Grimmjow couldn't help poke fun at his former superior. However, Grimmjow heard no sound emanate from his neighbor's cell. He had expected that.

"Hey drag queen! Are Stark and the others back yet?" even thought Grimmjow had just told Ulquiorra to fuck off, he just couldn't help but make small talk with him. For his part, Ulquiorra ignored Grimmjow's first comment and replied, "Stark was the first to return. He's sleeping now."

"Go figure. His lazy ass is always sleeping!" Grimmjow yelled from his cell. He didn't really care if Stark heard him not that the former Primera would care.

"Could you at least try to behave like you were brought up with some kind of manners Neanderthal?" asked Ulquiorra from his cell.

"Well sorry." Grimmjow grumbled under his breath, "What about Yammy and Aporro are they back yet?"

"No they're not." replied the stoic Espada.

"Lucky bastards." Grimmjow growled, "They don't have to be locked up in this shitty ass cell with a neighbor who is as interesting as watching water drip or one who can sleep for half his life."

"It's not a pleasant experience for me either Grimmjow. I have you as a cell mate after all." Ulquiorra replied.

"Arrrghhh!" Grimmjow bellowed, "Why couldn't they just kill me?"

"What's the matter Grimmjow?" mocked Ulquiorra, "Not satisfied with your accommodations? Or is that you don't have fraccion to wipe your stuck up ass? Personally I prefer this over death any day."

Grimmjow ignore the insult cleverly placed in Ulquiorra's statements and quickly responded. "Well I didn't expect you to have a problem with our situation considering you followed that cocky prick Aizen like a trained lap dog."

"You should just be thankful that we weren't put in the care of the mad Captain Kurotsuchi like Aporro." Ulquiorra rebuked.

"Huh," scoffed Grimmjow, "I guess you're right. So how was your time spent with your new baby sitter?"

Ulquiorra remained silent for a moment and then spoke, "They are not as bad as I expected."

"What!" exclaimed Grimmjow? He thought he had just heard Ulquiorra say it wasn't that bad.

"Please Grimmjow, considering that the alternative was death or torture. This is quite a pleasant punishment. I find that Captain Kuchiki is quite an…. an interesting character. Although his lieutenant is a bit loud and untidy, I find that I am quite satisfied with their choice of care taker for me. Then again anything is better than that colossal wrecking ball Yammy got stuck with." Uliquiorra said.

"You actually like this? And find Captain Kuchiki….. an interesting person?" Grimmjow spoke loud and long, making sure to enunciate every word so that Ulquiorra understood him clearly.

"Yes Grimmjow I find him interesting." Ulquiorra replied in an equally long fashion.

"Well it figures! You two sissies are two peas in a pod. He's like the Shinigami version of you. All tight lipped with black hair billowing in the wind." Grimmjow exclaimed.

Ulquiorra was getting tired of Grimmjow's incessant babbling, even though he did not show it. So to shut up the former Sexta, Ulquiorra asked, "So how was your time spent with your new so called Babysitter?"

Grimmjow growled at Ulquiorra but did not speak. He honestly couldn't put in to word how the experience really was or it was that he didn't want to tell Ulquiorra about the little time he had spent with his new Caretaker? But Grimmjow knew he had to say something, if he didn't Ulquiorra would know something was amiss, so Grimmjow said the first thing that came to his mind.

"She tricked me."

"What?" Ulquiorra asked, confused by Grimmjow's statement, "How did a lowly Soul Reaper trick you? Not that it would be that hard considering your small IQ."

Grimmjow responded to the last comment with a growl but explained, "I didn't want to get stitches with the big needle. So somehow or the other she managed to trick me into sitting easy by saying that if I didn't I wouldn't be manly anymore."

For the first time Ulquiorra emitted something that half sounded like a giggle. The sound confused and slightly annoyed Grimmjow.

"Smart girl, using your own insecurities against you. If only that Ichigo Kurosaki had known better, it would have saved him from a whole lot of pain."

"What's that supposed to mean? Considering he whipped you sorry ass and served on a platter for all to see." retorted Grimmjow angrily.

Ulquiorra managed to ignore Grimmjow's last comment and continued by explaining, "Well if a lowly Lieutenant, like Isane Kotetsu could defeat the great Grimmjow Jeagerjacques without even having to raise a sword much less a finger, then Kurosaki just wasted his time cutting you up into bits."

"Bastard. Just because she got me to sit still for some stupid stitches doesn't mean she has some control over me. And you should be one to talk considering he clearly diced you up into chunks to if I remember clearly." Grimmjow huffed down on his bed after that and lulled over what Ulquiorra said when something else crept up. He jumped off his bed and stalked back to the bars of his cell.

"Hey!" he yelled, "How the hell do you know my caretaker's name and her last name for that matter? I can barely remember her first name!"

Ulquiorra, who was hoping that the conversation had ended, got back up from his position on the bed and walked over to the bars of the cell.

"Unlike you," he stated, "I actually talked to my new found caretakers instead of sitting there trying to intimidate them like I know you did."

"Huh!" huffed Grimmjow as he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the bars. However, his curiosity got the better of him and he asked, "So what did you find out about her?"

Ulquiorra raised a skeptical eyebrow even though he knew Grimmjow couldn't see him, "Why the sudden interest knowing about your caretaker Grimmjow?" he asked.

"None of your damn business!" Grimmjow hissed.

Ulquiorra knew better than to question his new cell mate further. Grimmjow would just put off answering the question or shout profanities in his direction if he pursued that question any more.

"Well, I'm sure you at least know by know her name is Isane Kotetsu. She's the Lieutenant of Squad four of the thirteen Court Guard Squads." Ulquiorra explained.

"Tell me something I don't know already." Grimmjow complained.

Ulquiorra simply shifted his jacket collar and continued by saying, "She's been a Lieutenant for the last eighty years, and the only Lieutenants who have been here longer are the Lieutenant for squad one, seven and eight. She is the Seiretei's best healer, second only to her Captain herself."

"Captain Unohana freaks me out."

Ulquiorra ignored Grimmjow's last statement because he had heard about Captain Unohana's infamous saccharine sweet smile and deadly sharp blade from Aizen himself.

"Her Zanpakuto's name is Itegumo." Ulquiorra continued, "Not much is known about it since she rarely uses it in battle, she known more to use kido. Hasn't achieved bankai yet and her only known family is her sister who's the third seat in Squad thirteen."

Grimmjow leaned against the bars of his cell pondering the information he had just received. He then shifted positions and asked Ulquiorra, "Why the hell do you know all that?"

"I asked Captain Kuchiki and he told me." responded Ulquiorra.

"Just like that, with no hesitation?" Grimmjow questioned further.

"Yes it's not like he told me the deepest darkest secrets of the Seiretei." retorted Ulquiorra.

Grimmjow huffed again and went back to his bed. Ulquiorra knew that this conversation had finally reached its end but he couldn't help poke Grimmjow slightly. While Grimmjow was laid in his bed and Ulquiorra laid in his, the stoic Espada called out, "She sounds very intriguing though, maybe you could take me to meet her one day."

Grimmjow downright roared, "Like hell I will. You're never meeting her if I have anything to do with it."

Since they were in separate cells, Grimmjow didn't see the rare smirk that appeared on Ulquiorra face.

SORRY I DIDN'T UPDATE SOONER MY INTERNET WAS DOWN. HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYS THIS CHAPTER.

I WASN'T TOO SATIFIED WITH ISANE'S PROVERD BUT I HOPE IT MEETS SOME EXPECTATION BE KIND AND REVIEW.