A/N: Excuse me for not updating for a long time, I've been sick.
"So this is Gense," Cuatro looked at the tall buildings surrounding them as both stepped out of the Garganta, the faint sound of the crowd beneath them talking could be heard. It was only logical for them to come at day time. Since the shop they would be working at was running day time. The town known as 'Kenshimura', the place they would be staying for a while, was rather small but pretty populated.
Grimmjow held his faux body tightly as they descended in a park. You would say that was a stupid thing to do, but there weren't that many people. So an excellent place to put on your gigai and not be seen right? No sooner said then done.
"Ya have the map right?"
"Yes," he pulled out the slightly crumpled map, opening it. The colored marks were still visible though, and he were able to follow it easily. He looked around for recognizable places. They were in a park he had yet to find on the map, so they could make their way further trough the small town. Maybe if they would ask people were they were?
"Were are we?" Sexta had his hand folded, leaning against a tree nonchalantly, Ulquiorra shook his head, signalling that he didn't know either. He had yet to find out were they were, and since he was probably the best at reading a map, they could be in some serious trouble if he didn't find out soon.
"You should ask one of the Ningen." he supposed, that would help.
Grimmjow almost fell when his partner said that, "The fuck, why me?"
"From the both of us, I think you're better at social activities." It was true, with the way Ulquiorra spoke it would take a normal person a few seconds to figure out what was said. Which was pretty convenient most of the time, but when you need to know something fast. . . It's not that handy. That's where Grimmjow came in, he was easier to talk to and probably more appealing. To be honest, if a pale skinny dude would come up to you and ask you something, you would walk away and pretend you never saw him.
"That's bullshit. You wanna know somethin'? You ask'em!"
The stoic man blinked, if they would have a staring match about it. . . You know who would win it. There was a short and uncomfortable silence, until Grimmjow let out a groan, he was defeated. "Shit. . ."
He spotted a group of young girls on a bench, they looked like teenagers whom would be familiar with this place. "Hey, you!" he called out, almost all of them turned to see the blue-haired man shouting at them.
"Whaddaya want?" the shortest yelled back, her friends laughed at her. He gestured she should walk over to him, but how stupid would you be to actually go and walk over to a person you don't know? Especially if he's with some other scary guy. Grimmjow sighed in annoyance, he didn't really feel like moving from the exact spot he was standing.
"I wanna ask ya somethin'."
She raised an eyebrow, "'kay, ask away." she stood up from her seat and made her way over to the two men whom were waiting for her help.
"Do ya know where we are on the map?" Ulquiorra handed the map over, her eyes wandered over it, muttering 'Matsupaku' over and over as she did so.
"Right there," the short stranger pointed, showing the Fourth quickly. He probably knew how to follow the map easily now, so her help was pretty much appreciated.
"We have to cross the road here." Ulquiorra noted, folding the map. "Aight, thanks." Sexta thanked her as she walked back slowly.
"No problemo hot stuff." she replied bluntly, earning some raised eyebrows because of her slightly disturbing comment. Especially because it was towards someone whom was probably more twice her age.
Grimmjow smirked, "I think I like Gense already."
As the two made their way trough the city Cuatro felt the need to ask a question he had in his head for a while. He wasn't known for his incredible social skills, and talking to Onna was very hard sometimes. And Grimmjow was the last person in all three worlds he wanted to ask something but he didn't have that much choice now did he?
"Sexta," Grimmjow turned his attention to the shorter Espada, whom apparently wanted something from him.
"What?" It was then that he heard the most ridiculous question someone could ever ask him.
"How do you talk to women?" he looked as serious as ever popping the question.
He chuckled, "what?"
"I asked 'how do you talk to women?', it's a thing I'm not that good at."
"Why are ya askin' me this?"
"I figured that your social skills were better then mine." he stated, which was true.
He scratched his neck while thinking of a clever reply,"Well, for one don' threaten to shove food down'r throat." that was obvious, but no one would do that under normal circumstances and Fourth that knew too.
"I don't mean it like that, I mean actually get her to tell what she really needs."
"Well, I don' know, ya should ask one of those other PMS bitches in Hueco Mundo. Like Tier's fracción."
"PMS?" Ulquiorra repeated dumbfounded, he didn't know what it meant so he didn't really know how to avoid it.
"Yeah, annoying chicks like Onna." he pointed out. "They're all the same, they should know. I don't"
"Why is it that you don't know?"
Which was followed by the only logical explanation,"Do I look like a chick to you?"
"I see. But is there any way to make the Onna let's say. . . More 'happy'?"
"Yeah, ya have ta do jus' one thing."
The Fourth listened closely to Grimmjow's advice, maybe he had the solution to the whole fucking problem. And so Onna could stop being so sad and maybe she wouldn't stare at the wall everyday and hope the white would turn into orange or something.
Grimmjow however had the exact opposite,"Jus' fuck'r. She'll stop bein' sad if ya do."
Yeah. . . That would make things so much better.
A/N: Kenshimura is not a real place, it's just me being lazy on wikipedia, it says in WKPD: Prefecture (ken or other equivalents), city (shi), and village (mura) and thus Kenshimura was born ;D
