The next morning, Szayel was so glad to find Nnoitra sleeping peacefully in bed that he didn't want to wake him. Instead, he quietly got ready for the day and headed downstairs to one of the vacant meeting rooms in the hotel where he found Aaroniero and Orihime had joined the group. "Morning."

"Sleep well?" Grimmjow asked from where he was sitting at the end of the table next to Tia who he and Yylfordt brought down in a chair.

Szayel sat down across from Aaroniero who gave a small wave. "I... Think I slept. I don't remember. I guess I was so tired, It didn't even register that I went to sleep… and to think that I actually got to sleep. Which personally find a mir-"

"That's answers my question." Grimmjow cut him off, having the feeling that Szayel could go on forever. "I am assuming that Nnoitra's still sleeping?"

"Yes. And I sent Telsa in there to make sure he stays there. Though, I may go check on him in a few. Now, what's this meeting about and… why…" Szayel pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. "Is there a… clown….sitting next to me…weird thing. You, go away."

Kenpachi laughed from where he was sitting next to an nervous Tatsuki who had never seen such a scary looking person. "That there is Mayrui. He's Soul Society's top scientist."

"We'll see about that." Szayel shot back.

"And that there," Grimmjow spoke for Tia who was still in no condition to be moving her jaw at the moment, "Is Szayelaporro Granz, our scientist. So, please Mayrui, Szayel, don't fight….You both like Quincys."

"Well, that's…" Mayrui's voice trailed off as Szayel nailed him with a dangerous glare. "What?"

"You're the one."

"I am the one, what?"

Szayel reached a hand up and fixed his glasses again, while the other put a piece of hair behind one ear.

All of the Hollows scooted their chairs away from the table.

"You're the Soul Reaper who took the last damn Quincy out from under my nose…aren't you, you clown-faced Baffoon?"

"Of course I did." Mayrui laughed, loving how the rumors were true. "That's because, I am awesome."

"We'll see about that." Szayel began to tap his toes. "Because I was so close…it kills me. I was almost done and I sent in a team to retrieve that old man and you took him away instead. So, Grimmjow, I cannot work with this person here."

"Uh…" Grimmjow glanced at Tia who rolled her eyes. "Why not?"

"Because!" Szayel suddenly stood, knocking his chair over. "He stole the last Quincy out from under me! I was this close to finishing my research and this damn Soul Reaper took that chance away from me! It's like when Ulquiorra keeps beating you at chess at the last moment! Arg! I can't stand it! This Soul Reaper here is a-"

"Granz!" Ulquiorra snapped. "Sit. Down."

Szayel immediately shut up and slowly sat back down in his seat. All the time glaring at Mayuri who had taken to making faces at him. "And make Clown there stop it with the looks."

Ulquiorra glanced at the Soul Reaper who in fact, was making faces. "Mayrui. Don't make him upset. Now, Grimmjow, continue with the introductions?"

"Yes." Grimmjow sighed and scooted his chair back in towards the table. "That down there, is The Tenth Captain of Soul Society, Torshiro Hitsugaya and second in command, Rangiku Matsumoto. And…You in the corner."

The young woman looked up from her book. "Nemu. Mayrui-sama's assistant."

"And she's also my daughter." Mayrui added.

Szayel and Yylfordt shared a look.

So that's what fatherhood did to a man.

Made him go completely bonkers.

"We also have attending," Grimmjow continued, "Zaraki Kenpachi and his second in command, Yachiru Kusajishi, and Third Seat, Ikkaku Madarame, we'll get to Yumichika, of whom I am sure is having a whole bunch of fun with Nelliel."

"And ah…" The Soul Reaper who was supposed to be having fun said; due to the fact he actually was enjoying himself. Yumichika smiled happily as he finally reclaimed his sword after all these months. "Thank goodness there is literally no one around besides Bonfire Lady, Blondie's twin and… a something. Now, I've gotta figure out how to get out of here… Ikkaku dear must be horribly worried."

"Yes." Szayel snickered, "I'm sure. Now, who else do we have in here?"

"No one else." Ulquiorra set his notes down on the table in front of him. "Now, the meeting shall begin. Aaroniero, take the minutes."

"Yes." The Fifth Espada turned on her camera and smiled sweetly at all of the guests who had no idea that this form was just a disguise. Thankfully the overhead lights did not destroy the illusion like the sun. "You may begin."

"We are all gathered here to take care of matters of urgent business. All of which will be solved one at a time on consecutive days. This meeting today, is an over briefing of the topics. Notice one. Nelliel Tu Odelschwank has taken control of Heuco Mundo and we have no choice but to come to you, Soul Society for further actions."

"What we are trying to ask you is," Grimmjow really hated it when Ulquiorra took over the meetings with his dull monotone voice. "Help us get Hueco Mundo back. None of us are strong enough to defeat her."

"But there's a problem with that…" Yylfordt said from where he was standing next to Ikkaku who was yet to say anything to him. "Sir."

Grimmjow glanced over his shoulder at his only remaining Fraccion. "What is that?"

"Soul Reapers are not as powerful as we are. It's fact."

"True…" Grimmjow frowned. He didn't like this one but and didn't he know that bald kid? "That's where we are at a loss."

"Why don't we all work together?" Aaroniero spoke up from where she was sitting. "And besides, isn't that what we want in the end? Peace between our kinds?"

"Damn right."

"Don't curse at a meeting, Grimmjow."

"Shut it, Emo. You should be glad Nnoitra isn't here to back me up on the cursing campaign. Next matter of business."

Ulquiorra sighed and moved onto his next piece of paper. "While we de-throne Nelliel, someone must to rescue Yumichika. Next matter, What are we going to do with Findorr and Charlotte?"

"Eat them." Aaroniero stated. "I'm hungry and I don't want to eat oatmeal."

Ulquiorra glanced around the table a moment. "All right. All in favor of consuming the conspirers."

Aaroniero's hand shot into air, followed swiftly by Tia, Szayel, Grimmjow and Yylfordt.

Ulquiorra made a mark on the paper. "Motion carried."

"Wait a minute." Torshiro cut in from the other head of the table. "If we help you, no one is going to eaten. We will purify them and send them to their rightful place in the afterlife."

'Tiny Captain," Ulquiorra said, refraining from using his favorite word that was sadly still tattooed on his skin. "The laws of Heuco Mundo vary from that of Soul Society. Deal with it."

"Oh…" Grimmjow laughed. "Emo-thing's mad."

"Shut up, Pantera!"

"No, you-"

"Both of you!" Szayel cried, tired of sitting in silence this whole time. "Shut up! And sit down! Is that clear? Because you two just can go around in circles for ever and it's really annoying and Captain Kid's point is not even relevant, nor do we even have to do as he says, so calm the hell down and let's get this meeting over with as it is running too long and Aaroniero, you really need to stop filming people while sitting down! It isn't flattering at all and Grimmjow, just-"

"Hey, Szayel." Yylfordt whispered, making him stop talking suddenly.

Szayel glanced over at his brother. "What? Are you going to stop these two from burning down the hotel or what? Because I-"

"Shut up."

"What did you say?!"

"I said, you need to stop talking and sit down." Yylfordt disappeared from where he was standing to come push Szayel back into his seat. "I know you are a chatterbox, but we have work to do. Ulquiorra, take it before he starts talking again."

The First Espada nodded and began to read his next page. "An the third matter is, what to do with Nelliel… and why are my notes all…graffiti'd?"

He handed it to Grimmjow who grinned wildly. "Ahah. Leave it to Nnoitra. This says, pardon me, as this is going to sound really rude…What should we do with Nelliel, that ****** ****** who should just ****** die already and ***** apologize, that little ********** and… and whole bunch of other words, but in short, it says, what should we do when Nelliel once we capture here and it says here… let's ****** kill her and cut of her ****** head and eat it with tarter sauce. I didn't know he likes tarter sauce."

"Oh. " Szayel snickered, "sorry about that. I introduced him to fish and chips a few days ago. And he got hooked on the sauce. I have to say it's really good because of the way that it's made. It has to be this perfect mix of-"

"We get it."

"I wasn't done talking! You know how rude it is to interrupt some-"

A hand went over his mouth.

"Szayel." Yylfordt said, not pleased that he had to be the one to shut him up. "You need to sit quietly in your seat while other people talk. I don't understand your motormouth, but you seriously need to calm down."

""I am calm." Szayel replied the moment the hand was removed from his mouth. "I fact, I feel great. So, where were we? Oh, yes, motion three of which I have to confess that it was my handwriting on the note. I thought it might make for a laugh or two as it is far too serious around here late-"

"Szayel! You can stop talking!"

"Oh, Yylfordt, do you want me to smash your head into the table? It is made of such fine oak that it would be such a shame to ruin such a wonderful piece of-"

Szayel fell to the floor as a large book connected with the side of his head.

"Oh. Okay. Onward." The First Espada picked up the fourth piece of paper in front of him, ignoring the stares of the present company.

"Sorry about that." Yylfordt said, retuning to where he was standing behind Grimmjow who just grinned up at him. "Go on Ulquiorra-sama."

"Why yes. Fourth piece of needed legislation, to find a way for our kind to live in harmony and this piece also covers the regulations of which hollows are destroyed or consumed. And that is it for the day. Tomorrow we gather to discuss the first matter at hand. Meeting adjourned. And Granz, give me my dictionary back."

Yylfordt glanced at Grimmjow and to Ulquiorra's horror, the fraccion tossed the book in the trash bin.

A/N: Here's more! I have the rest of the story planned out in my head and like I said on my profile, I WILL finish this story before the end of the year! That's my goal at least and I hope I can do it! I am REALLY sorry I forgot about this story- I got caught up with life and time got away from me. I hope you can forgive me. I just... I get so nervous about writing endings. Because to me, an end is what makes a story. People talk about the middle or the beginning, but no one thinks about the end. So many times, I love something and then it ends badly and I can never forgive the writer. I mean, in the Olympics, if you are a gymnast, you can do the perfect vault, but you have to stick the landing or it wasn't worth it! And that's how I feel about writing! Anyhow, I have good news! Toko Koko a user on here is going to be making the Gabriel Project into a web-comic! I am so excited and flattered! I can't wait to see it and I am just so... SO HAPPY!

Also, note that I have 1 or 2 more chapters written from 3 years ago. So, if the style changes all of a sudden, it's because it's new material. Pardon my improved writing skills.