Ulquiorra begrudgingly entered inside of his last class for the day and unwillingly sat in his assigned seat. His mind was still plagued with thoughts about Grimmjow's sudden departure from their previous classroom.
The rest of the students quickly scurried in before the late bell rung to signal that thehad attempted to skip that particular class period.
A slight frown materializes on his face as the teacher maneuvers behind the desk and starts to verbally call roll.
'She's still not back yet.' The brunette instantly stews while the teacher informs them of the lesson that he will teach today.
'I hope everything's alright.' He silently prays with his eyes close until an awfully familiar scent gently tickles his nose.
His hazel brown eyes instantly fixated on the door as the raven haired beauty eventually entered inside of the classroom.
She approaches the teacher's desk and simply hands over a piece of paper to the teacher. He reads the content of the note before he prompts her to have a seat.
His eyes constantly track her movements as she heads in the direction of her seat without so much as a glance in his direction.
After a couple of minutes in class, Ulquiorra desperately attempted to contact Grimmjow but every method of communication failed misersably.
'What the hell?' Ulquiorra immediately thought since it was rare for her to completely ignore him to the point that she did not want to talk with him.
The final bell for the day rung, the teacher dismissed students with no homework assignment for the night.
He merely watches as the raven haired teen continues to maintain her distance from him until he decides to take action.
Ulquiorra gently grabs one of her shoulders, forces her to rotate towards her, and hisses, "What's your problem?!"
Her red eyes merely casted her sights aside and remained completely silent, a typical sign whenever she is in a defiant mood
He soon started to probe about where she was and why it took so long for her to come back to class.
Instead, the brunette was once again met with silence since didn't supply an answer to his question and remains quiet for the most part.
'Something's definitely not right.'
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Tomoko patiently waited outside on her porch for her two tenants so she could pass along the treats she made for them.
The snow had ceased, or at least for the time being, and left a light coat of snow over her property.
A "meow" catches her attention as her black cat struts out onto the porch and sits next to its owner.
"You're ready for them to come home too, huh Kuro?" She teasingly asks the cat, who begins to clean its body.
A few minutes passed by when suddenly Kuro popped to its paws and strutted over to the entrance.
Tomoko simply tracks the cat's movement when bobs of raven black and brunette hair enter in her line of vision.
She was watching her cat lovingly circling around Aoi's legs while loudly hissing and swiping at Taketo's legs.
'That's strange even for Kuro.'
The elderly lady observed the pair redirected their direction from their apartment complex to her humble abode.
"Here's your cat." Grimmjow stoically says before she hands over the black cat to the older woman.
She gently grabs the cat from the young lady when she mentions to her, "He's really fond of you."
"I told him I'm a one man lover." The raven haired woman solemnly responds without so much as any infliction in her tone. "Besides, this green eyed bastard would skin him alive if he thought Kuro had a thing for me."
This earns a hearty chuckle from the older woman, which eventually draws her in since it was contagious.
"I apologize." Tomoko suddenly apologizes to her tenant with a nod of her head as it instantly mUtes the woman.
A smirk stretches across Ulquiorra's face at the sight of a completely off-guard Grimmjow, 'So she's capable of moments like this.'
She silently moves forward, slightly bends to lower her height, hugs the woman, and utters, "Thank you,".
Some tears begin to well up in the older woman's eyes as she returns the hug until Kuro inserts his body in between.
"Oh…I made you all some treats." She cheerfully mentions once they separate from each other.
This time it was Ulquiorra who was the one that thanked the woman and graciously accepted the basket of treats.
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Katsumi drunkenly stumbles up to her apartment door, fumbles for her keys until she feels coldness against her fingers, removes them and opens her door.
She simply pushed her door behind her without so much of a care to lock her door or make sure that it was completely closed.
The orange haired drops everything on the floor, grabs the hem of her shirt, lifts it up and aimlessly tosses it off to the side.
She drags her feet against her plush carpet before she eventually collapses right where she stands and cuddles up on the carpet.
Katsumi swiftly dozes off to sleep when thoughts of her brunette neighbor soon plagued her thoughts.
"I'm home." His voice rings loud enough for her to hear him announce his arrival as she excitingly dashes to greet him.
"I missed you so much!" She was happily exclaiming before placing a loving kiss against his lips before separating from him.
"So is that why you greeted me with nothing but an apron on?" Taketo inquisitively poses while he places his bag against the side of the door.
A coy smirk materializes on her face as she playfully pouts, "I wanted to cheer you up since you had a rough day."
Katsumi feels his strong arms lock around her waist before being pull closer to his body.
She giggles from the sudden contact of his nose against her neck as he whispers, "I could get use to this," while he pulls on the string that holds the apron in place.
"I'm all yours." The orange haired woman declares once the frilly apron falls from her body and on to the floor.
A goofy grin materialized on her face from her lucid dream that was provided by her vivid imagination.
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Nnoitra was left once again to his own thoughts as his roommate unexpectedly hops to his feet and head in the direction of their separate bedroom.
He once again grabs the remote and aimlessly flips through channels before he decides to call it quits.
'Stupid human world.' The lanky Espada inwardly grumbles as he randomly tosses the remote in a random direction.
A sense of boredom quickly washes over his body as if it were a bad itch that just would not go away.
'I need to do something before I go out of mind.' He deems with his interlace hands prop his long neck upward from the arm of the sofa.
A sigh of frustration emits from the dark haired individual right before he now rests his upper body against the body of the sofa.
An image of the young girl he had "kidnapped" from the rooftops of Karakura High abruptly popped in his mind.
'I don't normally take hostages before a fight so why did I take her?' He mentally wonders as his eyes trail over to the face of a clock.
'I think I just might pay a visit.'
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"Grimmjow, we got a visitor." Ulquiorra yells loud enough for the raven haired woman in the bedroom to hear him.
'A visitor?' She thinks before she immediately deduces it to none other than Gin Ichimaru.
"What do you…" Grimmjow abruptly halts in the middle of her sentence once her mind registers the sight of Mr. Satoshi, their school counselor.
A wicked smile graced his face at the sight of her reaction when he coyly joked, "Oh, I must've forgotten to tell you that my gigai had some glitches so I had to borrow this one from Tōsen."
"It's definitely too small for my taste but I made it work." He complains while he pulls at the skin as a means to emphasize his point of size difference.
"So why were you at the school?" She abruptly posed since she had assumed he spent most of his time back in Hueco Mundo.
'He was at the school?' Ulquiorra inwardly thinks while he was in the kitchen until Gin's voice surfaces him out of his thoughts.
"I was just recently hired on as the School Counselor. You do know that human bills don't pay themselves."
"Is that where you went?" The brunette questions since his mind starts to connect the lines between Grimmjow's silent rebellion to Gin's sudden appearance in their school.
"One of your teachers recommended Grimmjow for an assessment." He reveals to the brunette once he hands him a drink.
"An assessment?" Ulquiorra repeats while he settles in on the love seat while Grimmjow remains on her feet.
"You know like to assess if she needs to go to the asylum or stay in school." He provides further explanation before he shockingly includes, "By the way, your teacher was extremely concerned about your wellbeing. That's pretty rare now and days."
Her red eyes merely roll at his statement, which prompts the brunette to inquiry, "So who was the teacher?"
"I can't tell you because of Doctor-Patient confidentiality." Gin declares with one of his trademark smirks on his face.
His sights soon land on his housemate when he asks, "Who was it Grimmjow?"
Her facial expression had shifted from annoyance to outright irritability when she disclosed, "It was Mr. Manabu."
Ulquiorra unintentionally spits out the liquid in his mouth at the sound of the name before he exclaims, "What?!"
"Gin, was he the one that recommended the assessment?" She probes since her other teachers never had a problem with her but was met with silence and a smirk.
"Grimmjow...was he in there the entire time with you?" He questions after he leaps to his feet and slowly approaches the woman.
"He was the one that said he was really concerned about her mental health." Gin provides an answer for her since she refuses to respond to that question.
His hazel eyes swiftly face their superior and furiously hisses, "Gin, how could you let that perverted bastard be anywhere within five feet of Grimmjow?!"
"Did you tell him what happened to you?" He instantly questions her, which unknowingly sparks up a foul memory of the past.
Grimmjow then recalled her teacher's harsh words as well as his actions when she protested against his touch. The dreadful memory causes her to brush her hand across her throat in an attempt to hide the marks on her neck.
"He tried to…" Ulquiorra was about to reveal what happened to her when she promptly interjected, "That's enough Ulquiorra!"
"Why are you defending that sick bastard?!" The brunette angrily asserts, which she frantically fires back with "That's none of your concern!"
Gin's voice finally breaks through the tension and heated argument, "I hate to break up a lover's quarrel but there is something important that I need to discuss with you two."
"Apparently, Aizen feels it best that you return back to Hueco Mundo so we could monitor the development of the child for future studies. He actually couldn't believe it himself and was rather quite excited to see the end result."
"You're stalling." Grimmjow alleges as she reads between Gin's lines, who now wears an expression of concern.
"So he ordered for Grimmjow to return immediately to Hueco Mundo."
She casually peers over to Ulquiorra's face and for the first time in her entire existence did she see the pale face Cuarta Espada's face was completely unreadable.
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