Author's notes: Chapter 3 is here! (Small forewarning of dirty language) Continuation of heartless love...I'd say more, but that would ruin the suspense...so read on, and enjoy chapter 3 of...Heartless Love! (I never tire of that!)
Chapter 3: The small party consisting of three got an elongated table in…believe it or not…Los Noches' very own Grande Café, positioned in the west wing and run by an arrancars who had a knack for cooking, Del Tenbui. Del didn't make it as a numeros, so King Baraggan employed him as head chef for all of Los Noches. Since Aizen's rule came into play, however, he was replaced by a newly formed cooking arrancars, forcing Del to set up a small café in the fortress of the espada so as to keep his business alive. He never did say much, just a 'humph' here and there in response to the many stories he had been told while working as a bartender. Del sat behind the bar doing…. bartender things, not even turning his head to notice the small argument that emerged from his café's entrance caused by the three couples. They were, what looked like, his only customers, that was until their eyes adjusted to the darkness. They had noticed espada number nine, Aaroniero Arruruerie, sitting alone in the dark of the corner of the café, just bubbling to himself. Apparently, he liked the atmosphere. They then turned their attention to the entrance as another couple walked in. It was Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, sixth espada, and Ggio Vega, fraccion to the second espada and previous king of Hueco Mundo, Baraggan Luisenbarn. They figured both resembled a cat, they must hang out a lot. "Well, isn't this a sight, Yammy, Szayl Aporro, and… Ulquiorra?" What the hell are you doing here," Grimmjow spoke to the table in his usual cocky tone that had changed to surprise at the sight of Ulquiorra. "Believe it or not, Grimmjow, I do eat," Ulquiorra responded coldly at Grimmjow's mockery. "Oh, I wasn't referring to your anorexia, I was referring to your woman there, is someone getting 'horny', hahaha," Grimmjow laughed at his own joke about Ulquiorra's helmet-like hollow remnant, followed with a chuckle from Vega. "Glad to see you found a woman too, Grimmjow, you have my blessings, or rather, condolences in Vega's case." "What did you say? Vega is not a woman, nor is he relative to me, got that," Grimmjow clutched at Ulquiorra's collar as Vega stood behind him, cracking his knuckles while scowling in rage for being called a woman, "if you want to go, Ulquiorra, I'm ready right now!" Sun-sun placed a sleeve-covered hand on Grimmjow's arm that clutched her boyfriend's collar and squeezed hard. "Tell me why then, Grimmjow, are you taking this so seriously. Could it be that you're…gay?" Grimmjow pulled his arm away and grabbed the hilt of his sword. "Why you little…I'm not-," "'Grimmjow', you're gay too? I'm glad to have something in common with my fellow espada," Szayl Aporro stood up in a bout of joy, "though I have to admit, I'm surprised how a lowly espada like me got an 'actual female' before you." "HAHAHAHAHA, NOW THAT'S FUNNY," Yammy bawled, pounding the table with his huge fist. Grimmjow was ready to yell 'Grind, Pantera!', but a hand grabbed his arm, making him turn back to see Vega giving him the eye that meant 'Are you nuts?'. Vega did have a point; the two of them would be no match for them all. "Come on Grimmjow, let's get some milk," Vega spoke as he started over to the bar. Grimmjow growled and gave them his eye that said 'I'll kick your ass later' before following his feline partner. "Ah, I'm starving, where's our service," Yammy groaned. "Doesn't this guy have any staff," Mila-rose commented on the empty café, as no one was seen walking around serving things to what little customers there were. "We should be tended to hand and foot. We are espada after all," Szayl Aporro spoke, fixing his glasses again. Then, as if speaking of the devil, a large gloomy figure wearing an apron and holding a notebook appeared before them. He gave a big sigh and lifted his writing utensil, awaiting their orders. Nobody said anything, as the 'waiter's' gloomy presence made them all nervous as whether to say anything or not. Finally, someone spoke up, "I want a salad, no onions, no white leaves, no black leaves, extra croutons, a side of bread sticks with garlic sauce, and extra olives…in a bowl. Oh, and I'd like a glass of wine, strawberry…make it a good year," Sun-sun finished by waving her sleeve at him, assuring he wrote it all down. The waiter wrote down one thing and looked back up, which made Sun-sun raise an eyebrow in wonder if he was even listening to her. Her straight-forwardness surprised everyone, everyone except Ulquiorra of course. "…Raw hollow hide… and a glass of water please," Ulquiorra followed up, his order obviously paled in comparison to his girlfriend's. Not that he cared; he just ordered what he usually did. It was silent, no one said anything, and the overall gloominess of the figure seemed to increase as time went by. Szayl Aporro sighed, then smiled, "could you give us a minute?" The gloomy figure lowered his hands and disappeared into the door next to the bar. "This place…sucks," Apache whispered, Mila-rose nodding in agreement. Yammy just yawned and placed his elbow on the table, resting his head on his fist. Sun-sun hugged Ulquiorra in a loving embrace; Ulquiorra didn't do anything, mistaken for a statue, as he hadn't moved since he ordered…five minutes ago. Szayl Aporro smiled nervously, picking up the dusty menu and opening it. The menu…was blank, blank except for a small sentence scratched on the one page that said, 'use your imagination'. He scowled and tossed the menu, stood up, unsheathed his sword and stabbed the menu on the ground as he would stab a loathed, dying enemy. "This place annoys me…a lot," he hissed at the menu impaled on the floor by his sword. He then noticed that the gloomy aura had returned. The waiter stood behind him, arms raised and emitting a low growl. Szayl Aporro laughed nervously as he turned around, staring at the large servant face to face. He swallowed his excess saliva and…squeaked? "Glass of water please."