Chapter 2

Grimmjow grumbled his entire way back from the meeting. He had walked in almost ten minutes late, and Aizen had called him out on it. Everyone had looked at him while he walked to his seat. He hated the prickling feeling between his shoulder blades of that many eyes staring at him. It wasn't his first time being late either, so they should all be used to it, right? But normally he's not ten minutes late. Maybe he should have just stayed in his room. The entire meeting was extremely boring anyways. Still talking about defeating the shinigami, creating more arrancars, how far along the plan was, how the Espada should trust nobody, get stronger, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera. Grimmjow zoned out until he heard the matter-of-fact "Dismissed" and heard chairs scraping and feet shuffling to get out the door. As soon as he got into the hallways he perked up. I get to go see Nyan-chan. He mused to himself about what he would do. He would get some string maybe and play, or pet her, or maybe just sit there… He paused his train of thought, thinking it unmanly and weak. Then he realized that he didn't care. He did indeed enjoy Nyan-chan's company, and she helped him relax without getting bloody, sweaty, and tired. It was a good deal. He stopped outside his door. It was open. He pushed past it and quickly checked his room. High. Low. Behind. Under. She was nowhere. Nyan-chan was gone.

Ulquiorra was walking back to his quarters when he was startled by a noise behind him.

"Mew"

"Nyan-chan, I presume?"

Nyan-chan purred and rubbed against Ulquiorra's legs. He picked her up, gently stroking her head and scratching her ears. He smiled slightly. "Let's mess with Grimmy a little, ne Nyan-chan?" Agreement flashed through her mischievous eyes. Ulquiorra carried her to his room and set her down on the bed, flopping down next to her. He scratched under her chin and sighed. Nyan-chan purred and closed her eyes contently. "Ne, Nyan-chan, what's it like living with Grimmjow? He obviously takes care of you. Sometimes I just think that he puts on that "bad-boy" façade to make everyone think he's tougher than he really is. I don't really blame him for wearing that mask though… After all, we've all got our own masks on." He looked over at Nyan-chan sprawled on the bed purring. "And not just our literal masks, either." Ulquiorra found his eyes closing, and soon he was asleep.

Grimmjow stood in front of the door. The trail really couldn't end here, could it? He lifted a fist to knock on the door with a Gothic four painted on it… Nyan-chan wouldn't be in Ulquiorra's room… would she? With a small sigh he knocked quietly.

Ulquiorra woke up to a paw on his chest. Nyan-chan was staring at his face and twitching her tail. Then he heard the knock and felt the reiatsu from outside his door. Ah. Grimmjow's here. He stood up and smoothed out his clothes. A surprised Grimmjow met his gaze as the door was opened. "Do you have business with me, Sexta?" Ulquiorra asked coldly. Grimmjow's gaze went from Ulquiorra's face to behind him when there was a small mewl from the bed. Ulquiorra rolled his eyes when Grimmjow wasn't looking. Way to go, Nyan-chan, I could have kept him going for a while. Ulquiorra turned and headed to the bed. "I thought you wanted to mess with him too, why did you meow so quickly?" Nyan-chan just flopped onto her side and purred. Without even realizing it, a pale hand stretched out to ruffle through her soft fur.

Grimmjow could not believe what he was seeing. Ulquiorra was being kind. To his Nyan-chan. He didn't even know why Ulquiorra had her in his room in the first place! And he seemed to know that Grimmjow was going to come looking for her… What exactly did Ulquiorra know, and how did he know it? Grimmjow sighed. "Can I have my cat back then?" He didn't even know why he was asking instead of just grabbing his cat and leaving. Ulquiorra turned and looked at him.

"I don't see why you can't take Nyan-chan."

Grimmjow stopped. "H-how did you…?"

"I was passing your door when you named her. It fits her quite well though. It's… cute." Ulquiorra looked thoughtful for a moment, tilting his head slightly to the side, and then he looked back at Grimmjow. "Well?" Grimmjow took a step forward and Nyan-chan sat up. She hopped off the bed and rubbed between Grimmjow's legs, tripping him. The hell you trying to do, Nyan-chan? Humiliate me? Grimmjow stood up and Ulquiorra was looking down at him, something akin to humor in his eyes.

"What, you think that was funny?"

"Why yes, Grimmjow, I do."

"Tch. You won't laugh at me after I kick yer ass, ya know."

Ulquiorra picked up a purring Nyan-chan and sat on his bed. "She's quite a trouble-maker; running away from you, tripping you, and purring the whole time. A regular trickster." He chuckled under his breath.

Grimmjow was stunned. Normally the stoic man didn't say this much, and he was showing about a month's worth of emotion in this one sitting. Grimmjow's mind was about to implode with shock. Grimmjow picked up Nyan-chan out of Ulquiorra's lap, and turned around to leave. Nyan-chan nimbly jumped out of his arms, leaving a lovely scratch on Grimmjow's hand. Grimmjow let out a small hiss at the sting. He could get cut by a sword and not blink an eye, but a cat's claws stung. He eyed Nyan-chan as she strolled over to Ulquiorra and jumped back on his lap, purring, almost beckoning Grimmjow over with her tail. "What, you abandoning me now, after I saved your life? You ungrateful animal." Grimmjow turned to leave without her, but he stopped before he even reached the door. How was he supposed to sleep like this? Every single other night he had had to go out and kill something to sleep, or wander the halls until he was too exhausted to think, but last night just a simple purr made him sleep like a child. He turned around to look at Nyan-chan. Her eyes were closed, but she cracked one open and stared back at Grimmjow, almost taunting. "Goddamn it." Grimmjow sighed. "Ulquiorra, can I sleep here tonight? I'm worried about Nyan-chan. She was practically dead yesterday, and she's my responsibility."

"Sure, Grimmjow." Ulquiorra smirked slightly. What was Nyan-chan up to? If he didn't know any better, he would have thought that this was what Nyan-chan wanted. A sleepover.

"Hey, toss me a pillow, wouldja?"

Ulquiorra silently tossed a pillow and an extra blanket to Grimmjow, who would be sleeping on the floor for the night. Nyan-chan would sleep wherever she wanted to, and Ulquiorra would of course be sleeping in his own bed. Ulquiorra came out of the bathroom in his pajamas to find Grimmjow stripping down to his underwear. "What do you think you're doing?"

Grimmjow looked over. "I sleep like this. It's more comfortable."

Ulquiorra rolled his eyes. "You're going to get cold like that."

"Quit yer bitchin', I'll be fine."

A/N: Nyan-chan is so manipulative! What is she thinking, making the boys have a sleepover? And how did she get so well so fast? Szayel has some DAMN GOOD SALVE that's what. Anyways, if you find anything wrong with this, please feel free to review! I had lost internet this weekend due to the weird snowstorm (not power, JUST internet. Stupid college), so what did I do with my time? I revisited a word document with a couple GrimmUlqui fic ideas. One was a drabble (which I'll probably just add as a bonus chapter when I'm done…) and then there was the first fight scene thing with a note (could be a story?) and a little [Hollow kitty!] except Ulquiorra was going to find it at first… and… I don't know… Grimmjow found it and it works? THIS STORY IS WEIRD AND STEMS FROM BOREDOM AND NO INTERNET. This all probably should have gone onto the first chapter's A/N BUT I'm bored right now because I was taking a break and watching Hercules, and then RIGHT when it got to the part where Meg was going to sing (and I always sing along), my roommate got a phone call… She's still on the phone… and she probably will be for a while… Roar! Anyways, I should let all you lovely people go. The third chapter should be up soon as long as I'm not finishing Hercules… Or doing my homework like I should be doing :D (Edit: Finished Hercules and then edited this chapter… So… homework times?)