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Orihime scanned the area with her eyes. People bustled here and there, carrying their bags of goods and food. Women's scarves and clothing got caught in some edges and children got in the way of the adults trying to get from one place to another. This was defiantly the city life. Inoue shuddered. Everyone simply cared about what they were doing and had no regards over anyone else.

Her eyes finally lay on a wide space, where a small fountain and a sort-of runway sat.

"Here" she said, turning to her group. They noticed the space and smiled.

The Shun-Shun Rikas were dressed in their usual attire. Colourful scarves, loose shirts, and they carried heavy looking equipment. The man played the music while the women danced. It was the rule.

The group moved to the fountain and the men took their places. Hinagiku and Baigon placed their instruments in front of themselves. Ayame, Lily and Shuno set up the glittering tent behind the boys and a little behind the run-way. Orihime disappeared behind the curtains at the front. Ayame began to pass article of clothing inside to her friend who began to dress up. She wrapped the colorful, sparkling gold color scarf around her shoulders and let her grey shirt loose. She took of her purple skirt and put on an equally long sky blue skirt. Grey and blue clashed and were the traditional colors for the group. The gold sybolized prosperty for them.

She heard the boys playing outside. The beats of the drums and the strings of the guitar were all too familiar to her and she subconciously began to tap her foot. But she had to hold herself from going all out. Not yet.

"Come one come all!" Tsubaki called. Inoue could picture her hot headed friend presenting their introduction. Now she could imagine Ayame and Lily starting their ritual intro dance with the new beat of the instruments. "See the magnificent Weaver Princess dance like you've never seen anyone dance before!"

Inoue knew well enough that her name, Orihime, was devrived from the legend of the Weaver Princess Orihime and so that was her introductory name and professional nickname. Besides, the word Princess sparked anyones attanetion these days. She smiled as she peeked through and saw the amazed and excited look of the unsuspecting viewers. She could already imagine Shuno going around, exciting people, while sneacking her hadn in different bags and sometimes even pockets.

"Watch as her moves mesmorize even the stronge willing of you!" Tsubaki continued. He flailed his arms around in an almost exaggerating movement. He then jestured to the tent's opening. Inoue stopped her peeking and straightened her outfit. She was ready.

"Now here she is folks! The one, the only, the real! Weaver Princess Orihime!"

That was her qui.

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Grimmjow leaned further into the railing and looked down. The waves crashed onto the clear white boarder and reached as far as his arms. He let the cool water spray him. He was pleasently happy abouthow stubborn the sea was. No matter how high you were, the sea would try to reach even higher. The Sun didn't even bother him right then. It was a truly rare sight to see the blue haired man so content.

"My Grimmjow. Is this where you run off to all the time?"

Grimmjow frowned and refused to turn around. That voice was the one thing that made him cring and want to tear his ears out.

"Fuck off Nnoitra"

The long haired male only smiled more. "Is that your catch phrase or something?"

"Naw. I always use a varity of vulgar with guys like you"

Nnoitra laughed out load. "What a compliment! I've heard you call women worse names"

"Are ya sure?"

As much as he was a bastard, Nnoitra was a fun guy to play with, Grimmjow had to admit. They were both assholes and they knew it all too well. Which is why they got into more fights then anyone else on the ship.

"I heard ya" the long haired man chuckled, joining his buddy on the railing. "What'cha lookin at?"

"Nothin'"

"Don't look like nothin'"

"What's it look like?"

"Looks like your contimplating the universe"

Never mind that he was. Grimmjow had always thought things like philosophy and science were for geeks and boozoes like Ulquiorra, one of the first mates, and Aizen. A real man relies on brute, raw, animal power. Not information some other twit discovered. That's how it was in the beginning. He wondered what had happened.

The males continued their sassy back talks.

"Grimmjow"

Well, well, speak of the devil. And he appears. Well, a third of him.

Nnoitra sensed something was up before Grimmjow could turn around. Like the ass he was, he fled at a moments notice.

Grimmjow scowled.

Ulquiorra stood tall and proud, staring at his shipmate with an expresionless anger.

Fucker.

"What now?" Grimmjow asked, making eye contact with the raven haired male. That was always important between two men who absolutly hated each other.

"Aizen-sama as requested me to pass on a message"

"Let's here it" he folded his arms.

Ulquiorra mentally grinned. "He says you will be in charge of gathering the goods for the next town we visit"

Now this snapped Grimmjow out of his pride-moment. He stared wide eyed at Ulquiorra, knowing full well his rage was bulding up.

"That's a fuckin' lower class sailor job"

It was true. Gathering goods under cover and making sure the village was suitable to raid was for those working under the boat and maned the oars. Grimmjow hadn't been in that position for a good 5 years.

"It is what you deserve for eating half of our supply of food" Ulquiorra continued, tilting his head an inch to the right.

"Bullshit. I didn't eat that much!"

"So you admit you ate the potatoes?"

Damn. Fell into the trap.

Grimmjow huffed and leaned on the railing.

"Very well then. I shall inform Aizen-sama that you are prepared to pay for your deed" without another glance, the stoic man turned and stalked back downstairs.

Grimmjow gripped his arms tightly. Any angry outburst is just what Ulquiorra wants. More reasons to get punished. So for the first time, in a long time, Grimmjow swallowed his pride.

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"This is a time of celebration!" Baigon cheered, shaking a bottle of wine and letting its top explode. The rest cheered along with him. Orihime giggled at the excitement. It truelly was a time for excitment.

Not only did Lily manage to pick-pocket a whole bunch of unsuspecting watchers, but they also gained quite a few gold coins for their very preformance.

"And its all thanks to Hime-chan!" Ayme cheered. Everyone nodded. Inoue giggled again and blushed. Tsubaki hesitant.

"Ya know, I think my announcing soften them up!" he chimed in. The orange haired newbie hugged her grumpy adoptive brother anyways. He was just too cute when stubborn.

They did know very well how pissed the townspeople will get once they find their valuables missing so the Shun-Shun Rika got out of town as soon as the show was over.

She didn't drink any alcohol and stuck with her Hawaiin juices as the others drank themselves crazy. They laughed and kept the party going for the whole night.

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