Grimmjow's first day mostly consisted of Yachiru dragging him around, pointing about, and exclaiming, "Lookit this thing! Lookit that thing!" Grimmjow gave the girl short, uncaring responses to every new thing she persisted in introducing him to. He still wasn't fully 100% yet, but he was highly aware that everything she was showing him was more then pointless.

The pink haired girl didn't let go of the Espada's fingers for a second. At this point Grimmjow could only feel his pinkie and his thumb. The only fingers not in her grasp. He had to admit he found the little twerp amusing, especially when he found out she was the Assistant Captain of the squad he had been accepted into. How something like this came to be was beyond Grimmjow, but he just took it as a joke and mocked the Soul Society's dumb decisions in the back of his mind.

There was an obvious fact that couldn't be easily overlooked as Grimmjow's 'wonderful' tour continued. Everywhere Yachiru pulled him along Grimmjow got looks. Tons of them. Shocked looks, dirty looks, disgusted looks. All those fellow Soul Reapers gave every variety of negative stares towards Grimmjow as they could manage. He felt certain people zone in on his mask on the side of his face. The sharp, white teeth shone in the bright sunlight making it very noticeable if people caught glimpse of his right side.

"Oi, kid," Grimmjow prompted after a while of observing the other Soul Reapers.

"Yachiru-Chan!" Yachiru corrected him for about the 50th time today.

"Yeah, whatever. Don't I bother you?"

The question made Yachiru stop. Grimmjow nearly tripped over her at the abrupt halt. "Bother me?" She asked in complete confusion, tilting her head back to look up at the older male. Her cheery face was scrunched into another unhappy pout.

"Yeah, bother you. Like make you uncomfortable, or piss you the fuck off." The Espada said, attempting to explain to the girl.

"Why would you do that?"

"Because I'm an Espada."

"So?"

"I used to be your fuckin' enemy."

"What's that matter? You said used to, soooo… What's the problem?" Yachiru asked, looking completely perplexed. Grimmjow stared at her, not believing her oblivious attitude towards the situation- Or, well, maybe she just really didn't care.

"So, I don't bother you in any way? You don't see me as a threat?"

"Well, of course I see you as a threat, silly!"

"Huh?" Grimmjow took his turn in looking perplexed as he stared down the little girl.

"You're in the 11th Company! We're all about fighting! We're the strongest combat unit in the Soul Society!" Yachiru told him with a giggle, "And plus, Captain Kurotsuchi said that if you weren't wearing restraints like Kenny, you'd be super powerful- Like, almost as powerful as all the other Captains!" She momentarily let go of Grimmjow's hand to throw her own tiny hands in the air, emphasizing her point.

Grimmjow's eyes widen slightly. "…This 'Kenny' guy wears restraints too?" He murmured in surprise that he wasn't the only one.

"Uh-huh. Kenny's the Captain of the 11th company. He's super strong! He wears restraints so he can have fun and fight people without killing them too quickly! Kenny always gets upset when fights end too fast."

The Captain of the 11th Company purposefully restrains himself? So he wouldn't kill people as quickly? Grimmjow felt a slight prickling of excitement come over him. He perked up a bit, a smirk slowly crossing his face. "Where is this Kenny guy?" He asked, completely interested in meeting his new Captain now. Yachiru fell into another pout almost immediately.

"Kenny's at a dumb meeting."

Grimmjow's face immediately fell too at the news. "You fucking serious?"

"Uh-huh. Yachiru-Chan's not allowed to come," She told him, crossing her arms with a huff, "Captain's only! Super important!" Grimmjow cursed his luck. He had a faint feeling this 'super important Captain-only' meeting was about him though. It was just a hunch, but he was pretty sure about it.

"Besides, you're not strong enough to see Kenny anyways." She said, speaking up again.

"Wha- Excuse me?" Grimmjow immediately sputtered angrily, his gaze snapping right back down at Yachiru. "What did you just fucking say?"

"I said you're not strong enough! You're at the lowest of the low!" She told him, pointing at the ground, "And me and Kenny are allllllll the way up here!" She lifted her small finger to point at the sky. Grimmjow followed her little digit, but didn't fully understand what she was getting at.

"I have no idea what the hell you're saying."

"You don't know anything, do you?"

"Do you want to fucking go?"

"Go where?"

"….Just- Just explain what you're saying all ready."

"Well!" Yachiru said happily, clapping her hands together, "In each of the 13 Court Guard Squads there are ranks!" She turned on her heel and began to skip ahead of the Espada, obviously not wanting to say in one place much longer. The older man followed slowly behind her even though she wasn't death gripping his fingers.

"Uh-huh," He said dryly, wanting her to get on with her explanation.

"The highest ranks are Captain and Assistant Captain! Which in the 11th company is Kenny and me!"

"No shit."

"Then after those ranks there are other ranks, or seats, that other people in the squad hold! Big Baldy is the third seat of the 11th company! That means he's the third strongest out of everyone in the 11th company!"

"So then, everyone who joins the company gets a rank and that ranks how strong they are compared to everyone else."

"Uh-huh!"

"So, where am I?"

"I told you, you're at the bottom."

"The way bottom?"

"The bottom."

"Fuck, really?" Grimmjow hissed, now completely understanding what Yachiru was saying. Compared to everyone else, he was just a peon. A reject Espada peon that had decided to join Soul Reaper ranks. There was no physical way he could catch the Captain's eye let alone meet him in his current position. Yachiru probably was the one to come and show him around because she was probably the only one not afraid of him.

"Is there anyway I can get- fuck- like, promoted or something?" He complained angrily, "I'm not a bottom fighter! I'm way stronger then the fucking bottom."

"Beat people up!" Yachiru told him simply.

Grimmjow completely stopped a moment and back tracked on what she said. "Wait- Beat people up? Like- Seriously beat the shit out them? That gets you promoted?"

"Only in the 11th company, but yeah!"

"So, if I went and beat someone up right now who had a higher rank then me… Then I'd get their rank?"

"Pretty much! Kenny doesn't like to go through paperwork and analyzing tests so, if you can beat 'em then you get their spot!" Yachiru giggled again, "The ranks in our Company are literally based on how strong you are!"

"…Well, shit!" The Espada exclaimed with a whole new enthusiasm. "Where can I start?"

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"I had a lot of fun today! See you again soon!"

Yachiru waved happily to Grimmjow as she left to go to her quarters. The two had spent the remainder of the day going over roughly almost the whole Soul Society. Grimmjow understood some of the basics by the end of the day when the young girl departed. She wasn't as much of an annoyance as he had expected.

He just casually waved back to her, slipping into his room. The tray of food had disappeared and the blanket wasn't shoved into his window anymore. Someone had gone into his room and tidied up while he was gone all day. The sun was now setting, so the Espada didn't get angry over the fact that his blanket had been moved. It was going to be dark soon anyways.

Grimmjow sat down on his bed, leaning his back against the wall. He had a whole new resolve now. The future ahead didn't seem so bad. After everything Yachiru had told him about the 11th company made it seem more and more appealing to him. A Squad entirely based on and revolving around fighting? Fuck yeah! No wonder he had been placed here. It was like a match made in heaven.

He could be as rough, brunt, and violent as he wanted as long as he was using that to aim towards a promotion. All that pent up anger he had felt from the first day was soon to be released on anyone with a slightly higher rank then him. If he could climb the power ladder, he could probably finally meet this 'Kenny' Yachiru kept blabbing about. The Captain of 11th company. The most powerful man in the Soul Society.

The young pink haired girl said there was no 4th seat because the 5th seat was fussy over the kanji of the numbers or some shit. That's what the Espada was going to aim for. He was going to get that seat and possibly higher because he knew he was strong and fully capable. It was just a matter of bending his promotions around the slow weekly release of his powers.

When Soul Reapers would finally allow him to go full blast all the time was when Grimmjow most certainly had the title Captain in the bag.