Ulquiorra pulled the borrowed jacket tighter around him, hoping he would find time to go see Bluma again sometime soon and return the jacket. He shivered as a cold, morning breeze whisked around him, ruffling his hair. He bit his lip and tried to pull the jacket tighter, but it was already snug around him. He walk up to the bus stop bench and sat down, waiting a few minutes for the bus.
Ulquiorra sat in the back of the bus the whole ride, nobody else getting on. He stepped out onto the side walk by his apartment building and hurried inside. Once up at his apartment he noticed he had a few messages on the machine. He played the first, and angry call form Grimmjow? The second and third were the same, and Ulquiorra didn't bother to listen. The fourth was one from the building manager telling him to stop by when he got the chance.
Ulquiorra shrugged and decided to go see what the manager wanted. Once he got down to the office he knocked softly. The manager had dull hair and even duller features. He glanced up at Ulquiorra and motioned for him to come in. "Ah, Mr. Schiffer." He sighed. He folded his hands together on his desk. Ulquiorra sat in the chair opposite the manager. "You said you wanted to see me?" Ulquiorra stated, half a question. The manager sighed.
"Ulquiorra, do you know a man by the name of Grimmjaw?" The manager asked. "Ah, Grimmjow."Ulquiorra said a hint of annoyance in his tone. "Well, whatever his name is, he wanted to seeyou. He stopped by." The manager said, putting emphasis on the last two words. Ulquiorra furrowed his brow, wondering why Grimmjow would stop by. "And..?" Ulquiorra asked, glancing back up at the manager. "And,he made a huge scene about something. People complained, Mr. Schiffer." The manager snarled, annoyed. Ulquiorra felt like he was melting. "Ahm, well, I could..." Ulquiorra rambled on, upset by the fact Grimmjow was upset with him.
A soft knock on the door told the pair somebody else had come. "Has Ulquiorra come home.. yet?" It was Grimmjow, he seemed to have shown up at the perfect moment. Ulquiorra sank in his seat, trying to make himself invisible. "Ah, Grimmjaw. I suggest you two get your talking over with. Now on with you." The manager said, motioning for Ulquiorra to leave. Ulquiorra sighed as he heaved himself out of his chair. He followed Grimmjow into the hallway, the door to the managers office swinging shut behind him. Immediately he could feel the tension in the air.
Grimmjow grabbed Ulquiorra by the shoulders and shoved him up against a wall. Ulquiorra winced as a small amount of pain shot through him. "What the hell did you do?" Grimmjow hissed. "Wh-What do you mean?" Ulquiorra asked, looking at Grimmjow's shoulders, not wanting to make eye contact. "She called you, didn't she?" Grimmjow hissed, pressing on. "Who?" Ulquiorra asked, still confused. "Hannah!" Grimmjow snarled. Ulquiorra now thought back on the conversation he had with the girl. "Yeah, she did..." He said softly. "What did you say to her?" Grimmjow growled. "Stuff." Ulquiorra said simply.
"Stuff." Grimmjow repeated. An angry, sarcastic laugh escaped him. "She broke up with me." He growled, gripping Ulquiorra's shoulders tighter. Ulquiorra glared, looking up into Grimmjow's eyes. As angry as he was, hurt still managed to show through and Grimmjow saw it. "Well I'm sorry about your loss." Ulquiorra growled, attempting to push Grimmjow away, put to no success. "Ulquiorra." Grimmjow said warningly. Ulquiorra glared at the floor. "Leave me be." He said, shoving Grimmjow's hands off. Grimmjow turned and watched Ulquiorra. "She left me because of something yousaid, Ulquiorra." He snarled. Ulquiorra turned and glared at Grimmjow. "I do not care." He stated as he turned and left the building.
"You never did!" Grimmjow yelled as the door closed behind Ulquiorra. Grimmjow sighed, tense from anger. It was snowing when he got there and he laughed at the thought of the thin, pale boy out without a coat on. He sat down on the chair outside the managers office, to angry to notice the squealing of tires and a loud bang outside the building. After realizing he had heard it, Grimmjow went out to investigate. There was a car crashed into the side of a building, it had spun out on some ice. Grimmjow examined the road and froze. The car had been avoiding something. It had been avoiding Ulquiorra.