Amnesia? Is that my name?

RubyGirl12345, Azelf1717, Muchas Gracias for your idea. Let the epic-ness commence NOW!!!

TELSA GAVE ME SWINE FLU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So I is sick.

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Ulquiorra plus Gin equals trouble

Grimmjow smirked. His Fraccion was a genius, spiking Aizen's tea with sake. She practically poured the whole bottle of the alcohol in the cup. She giggled softly as she stirred the 'tea'. "What're you planning?" Grimmjow asked, smirking as his fraccion placed Aizen's cup on the tea tray.

"You'll see!" She snickered, exiting the kitchen carrying the tea tray carefully. She set Aizen's cup down on its saucer in front of the man's seat. She then proceeded to place cups of tea for everyone else, excluding her master. She gave him a cup of warm milk.

The panther glanced down into his cup and glared at the steamy white contents. "Oh ha ha ha . . . very funny." He sarcastically called out to the petite fraccion who was returning the tea tray to its place. "Gin-nii gave me this idea." She confided with him. This only made Grimmjow smirk grew larger. If Gin and Ulquiorra were the engineers of the prank, than the prank would so fuckin hilarious.

As it would turn out, Aizen was a happy drunk. Perhaps Gin had known this. While he was busy making a fool out of himself during the meeting, Gin brought in a karaoke machine. Ulquiorra brought in the lesser arrancar.

It was one hell of a rave. Aizen – well Grimmjow had to cover his innocent little fraccion's eyes for that.

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"CAR SALE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Shouted a high pitched voice from atop the roof of Las Noches. Grimmjow's eyes nearly popped out of his skull. Ulquiorra was standing on the edge of the white palace's roof, screaming about cars. Grimmjow sighed when he spotted that familiar head of silver hair next to her.

"CAR SALE!!!!" Grimmjow managed to reach the top of the stairs, an amazing feet, seeing as it was over a mile high. He spotted Nnoitra haggling with Starrk about the price of a black Lamborghini. Hold on . . . that was a black Lamborghini Reventon, the second most expensive car in the human world! And since when was Starrk so . . . energetic?

"Hello sir! May I interest you with a brand new SSC Ultimate Aero? It's the fastest legal street car in the world with a top speed of 257 mph+ and reaching 0-60 in 2.7 seconds! It has enough power to top the most expensive car in a speed race! And you, my friend, look like the street racing type!" Starrk yakked away with so much energy it made Grimmjow wonder if he was in his right mind. The Sexta glanced at the car, it was blue . . . and fast . . . and most likely stolen . . . but it was so fast . . .

" . . . How much?!" He whispered, giving in to the temptation. "1,000 bucks." That was cheap, considering the car. But he didn't exactly have a thousand on him. Or anywhere near him. "How about . . ." the bluenette fished around in his pocket for some cash. "$ 5 and . . . a paper clip?"

"Ahhh . . . No."

"Hey Master! Ya gonna buy a car? Me and Gin got 'em from a human world store! They were just sittin' there in the window, all alone." Grimmjow slapped his forehead. Ulquiorra . . .

Then the Shinigami had to show up. "I don't get it. Why would arrancar steal a bunch of car?!" The loud one with the pineapple head complained. "Shut up! We aren't supposed to question our orders! Just get the Captain's cars back!" The tiny one, Rukia snapped.

"YOU STOLE THE CARS FROM SOUL SCOSIETY CAPTAINS?!" He screamed. Nnoitra chose this moment to walk by. "Someone needs to use their litter box!" He sang in his annoying stupid voice. "Shut up, shit face!" He snarled at the spoon. "Hey!" The Quinta put up his hands in self-defense, "Don't you know the rules, Ulqui-chan? Pets gotta be on their leashes at all times!" "They sell cat leashes?!" The ivory girl exclaimed, stunned.

"Grimmjow . . ." Said cat spun around to face the berry head Shinigami.

"Kurosaki . . ." He hissed.

"Ulquiorra!" Said girl squealed. The bluenette pushed her out of the way. "Stay outta this! This is my fight!" He barked (strange for a kitty). The Ciffer's emerald eyes widened and her black and white mouth formed a perfect capital o.

"MASTER!" She screeched, "YOU DON'T FIGHT CUTOMERS!" Turning to the frozen Ichigo, she smiled. "Would you like to buy a car?"

"What the hell?! You stole these cars!" He shouted. Ulquiorra gasped, "Sir, I am not a thief! I took in these abandoned cars! They were all lonely and covered with dust . . ." Ichigo stared at the rambling fraccion. "Weren't you that one Espada?" He blurted out. "What?" Ulquiorra gave him a 'huh?' look. "I'm not an Espada! Dude, what the fuck? Master's an Espada, not me!" She informed him with her new-found language.

The substitute Shinigami looked ready to come back with something to say, but a blue SSC Ultimate Aero backed up into him, knocking him down. When he came to a few minutes later, he growled and scanned the area for the perpetrator. "Whoops! I'm sorry, I didn't see you there!" Grimmjow smirked from the Aero's front seat. "Dude, what the hell?" Ichigo shouted. Ulquiorra made a tsk-ing noise. "Kurosaki, if you're gonna swear, do it right. The term is 'What the fuck?'" She corrected him.

Gin skipped over, "So what's goin on here?" He spotted Renji; his eerie smile grew larger. With the skill of a salesman, the fox pulled the pineapple head over to another car. "Can I interest you in a car, young man? How about this Bugatti Veyron? It's sure to please the ladies!" He said, giving Renji a wink. This seemed to disturb him the most. The Shinigami sighed, "Ok. How much?"

"$1,700,000."

Renji's jaw dropped to the floor, "How does someone have that much money to waste on a car?!" Nnoitra slinked over to the red and black Bugatti. "Hmmm . . . nice car. How much?" Gin thought for a moment, "Hn . . . $2,000,000."

"How about $20?"

"Do you take me for a fool, Quinta?"

"You're right . . . how about $10?" Gin Spoon-man

"No. $2,000,000."

"$1,500,000."

"$2,000,000."

"$1,500,000."

"$1,700,000."

"$1,400,000."

"$1,700,000."

"$1,400,000."

"$1,600,000."

"$1,000,000."

"$1,500,000. Take it or leave it." Gin ended the haggling session. Nnoitra frowned; "I had better luck with Starrk . . ." He walked away. "You see, Kurosaki. You want a car, you gotta buy. Or haggle. But I must warn you, I'm good at haggling." She warned the beery head before skipping off. "Wasn't she that Emo arrancar?" "Yeah. But she bumped her head and now the workings of her mind, once predictable, are now an enigma." Gin scared the living daylights out of the teen by sneaking up behind him.

"Hey Gin?" Grimmjow called out to the silver fox. "Yes Grimmy-chan?!"

"How much?"

He could get use to this car. It was nice. It was fast.

And most importantly, it gave Ichigo a concussion.

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Another BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!

Amnesia? Is that my name? will have a sequel. Just as soon as I figure out what to call it . . . Orihime will be in it!