Innocence

Nothing about Ulquiorra was cute. That was a fact that Grimmjow had reluctantly come to accept. Ulquiorra was too blunt, stoic and emo to be cute, even if his face was sweet looking. He wasn't sweet or a sensitive thinker or anything

but some days, Ulquiorra's innocence surprised him. Ulquiorra liked animals, not fluffy ones, but the tiny ones found out on the desert when it was completely calm, the lizards and the spiders. He liked petting them because once he picked them up, he never put it down.

"Ah, so the fourth does know how to be cute!" Grimmjow mused aloud with a grin as Ulquiorra scooped a lizard. Ulquiorra gave him a look. Had he facial expressions, it would have been a glare.

"Speak about this to anyone and I will rip out your tongue." Grimmjow laughed, but he knew Ulquiorra didn't make threats, he made promises.

Owari