Orihime walked into the room, hips full of swagger, like Grimmjow would have done. She wasn't entirely sure what this meeting was about but sat in the unoccupied seat on Aizen's right side anyway. Inoue took the tea mug and held in in both hands near her mouth. She inhaled and smelled the strong Las Noches tea. She set it down and didn't touch it for the rest of the meeting.

"Kaname, visual please." Aizen-sama requested. And Tousen replied with the usual yes sir, and pulled the lever, revealing a hole in the middle of the table with 3 small running individuals. She might've been mistaken, but she could have sworn one of them was wearing shinigami robes.

"There are three intruders." Aizen began, "Ishida Uryuu, Sado Yasutora, and Kurosaki Ichigo." Orihime's body ruptured inside and felt strangely conflicted. Part of her wanted to run straight to them and warn them to leave, yet the other half wanted to rip Kurosaki-kun limb from limb. As the Espada murmured among themselves, mocking the running dots in the hole, Inoue was panicking at these new feelings arising in her chest. As much as she tried to stifle the murderous feeling, it kept returning, with revenge. She couldn't contain herself any longer, so she rose up out of her chair and strode for the exit.

"Grimmjow, where are you going?" Tousen asked. 'Figures,' Orihime thought, opressively, 'He would be Aizen-sama's little pet.'

"To... kill them. It's best to crush insects quickly." she stuttered. Was she convincing enough?

"Aizen-sama hasn't given any orders yet. Sit down." he ordered. Right then, Inoue was filled with a type of rage she hadn't experienced before. "It's on Aizen-sama's behalf that I will crush them." she hissed. 'Why won't he just leave me alone?' Orihime said in her mind. "Grimmjow." came a booming voice behind her. She paused, knowing the consequences that would come if she rebelled against the Espada leader. Reluctantly, she muttered, "Yes sir?" "I'm pleased that you would act on my behalf, but I'm still talking. So would you mind sitting down?" Aizen-sama asked pleasantly. But Orihime knew there was nothing pleasant about the order at all. Behind his words, was a wall of venom that was rushing toward him like a tsunami. She didn't answer, for fearing of saying the wrong thing, but not saying anything at all was the wrong thing.

Aizen's head slowly turned to face her and while moving his head, he said, "What's wrong..?" With his head fully faced to her, he said again, "I can't hear you, Grimmjow Jaggerjack." Aizen intensified his spirtitual power and immediately, Inoue began sweating buckets. Her knees gave out and she dropped to the ground, humiliated and furious. "It seems you understand." Aizen replied, turning to face the others once again.

He spoke about things she didn't care about, all she cared about was her pride and how it had fallen with her, and cracked into a million pieces on the ground. "As long as you stay with me," Aizen continued, while looking down at Inoue, "There will be no enemies." Inoue tilted her head up to where Aizen stood, and snarled. She wouldn't let him do that to her ever again.

Meanwhile, in the dungeon, Grimmjow was busying himself by staring out at the window at the moon, like he had been doing for the past hour or so. His thoughts drifted to Ulquiorra, and how he told him about the intruders. He recognized one of the intruder's reiatsu, which was Kurosaki Ichigo and, instead of feeling hatred, he felt warmth at the thought of him. 'The personality switiching process is speeding up, apparently.' he thought.

Not that he liked the idea though.

He missed his strong, not human body, which carried him through so much. He reminisced about the pre-Espada days, but noticed his memory slightly fading. In the furthest back parts of his memory, the images started to blur and merge together, creating a big ball of memory-loss. 'So it'll steal our memories too?' He wondered. He couldn't wait to escape this restricting body. Above everything that annoyed him about it, the worst was whenever he changed clothes, he never failed to get distracted by his overwhelming cleavage.

"You look unexpectedly good." a voice called from behind Grimmjow. He jumped crying, "Whoa! H-how long have you been there?" He turned around and was faced with Ulquiorra who replied, "Just now, calm yourself, you're annoying me. Anyway, I have an announcement."

"Your allies have broken into Hueco Mundo." he stated. Grimmjow already knew this, but asked, "Why?"

"Why?" Ulquiorra repeated, "To rescue you. For them, no other reason is needed." "Th...they came for me?" Grimmjow questioned. 'For the human girl to be successfully kidnapped and brought here,' Grimmjow thought, 'And they're still coming, they must be pretty great friends. For- for humans, anyway.'

"Indeed," he answered coldly, " However, that shouldn't matter to you. Because in mind and body you are already our comrade. That's what wearing those clothes mean, Inoue Orihime." He shuddered at him saying her name. It just didn't sound right coming off his tongue. "For what purpose do your body and mind exist? Say it." he demanded. Grimmjow felt no other way of escaping this question, so he replied, "Yes sir. They exist for Aizen-sama.." A slight pause. "And his will." he finished.

Ulquiorra exited the room and the usual Grimmjow who always overflowed with arrogance, felt hopeless and void as he glanced out the window a last time. He felt a tingle in the small of his back, like he had in the human world and it struck him like a ton of bricks. 'That building we were behind! Why didn't I think of it before?' he bellowed in his mind. He drew himself up to his fullest height and reached the door.

'I wonder...' And with that thought, he pressed a soft palm to the door in front of him. Nothing. He leaned on it with all his body weight and still nothing. He walked backward and took a running start, only to bang into the door and nothing happening. He attempted the running start again from across the room this time, but he didn't hit the door, he rammed into the person who had opened it from the outside. Grimmjow had wrenched his head uncomfortably to the side when he landed and was now rubbing his neck. It was only when the person he had collided with started to speak again, he realized what was going on.

"I SAID GET OFF!" he recognized this voice as his own, and Orihime was on the ground, and Grimmjow was laying atop of her, hands pressed to her hard chest and kneeing her in the place no male wants to be kneed in.

"Oh, sorry.." he scrambled off and just stared as Inoue writhed in pain on the ground next to him. "I'm... (groan) n-not letting you (whimper) live this dow-down. (cough)" she muttered under her breath, hands covering her groin. Grimmjow winced and said, "Did I mention I was sorry?"


I hadn't intended for Inoue to get kicked in the balls. XD It kinda just happened. It also showed how much both of them have transformed in that one day. Grimmjow is surprisingly right! The personality switching is changing so rapidly, I can barely keep up.

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