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The demons were shifting to battle stances; they could smell the hunger for battle coming off the blue haired man. He was as tall as they were albeit a little larger. Between his confident strides, the psychotic grin, and the power he oozed, the demons knew they had a fight on their hands. But they weren't worried, they had a secret weapon.

"Alright, Grimmjow, let's get this over with so we can kill that woman n' be done." The demon from the Lacrima spoke. He seemed almost unfazed by the Arrancar's power.

Grimmjow laughed – Lucy failed to find the humor in the situation. Especially since he was just standing in place and not actually doing anything, all the while using up her magic just to sustain his reiatsu alone. He wasn't as heavy as Kenpachi or Harribel, but he was a lot more than Rukia, Wonderweiss and Rangiku.

"If anyone's offin' the woman, it's gonna be me." He had yet to stop smiling – this one definitely had a few screws loose; and he was excited, much too excited. So why wasn't he doing anything?!

And then he disappeared. The demons flinched, "where did he-"

A loud cracking sound resonated within the building; he suddenly reappeared in between the twins, fully facing Lucy and making brief eye contact before round-house kicking the demon on his right and using the momentum to grab the others face and slam him straight into the floor. The first flew right past Lucy and through 4 pillars, the wall, then proceeded to crash through a few of the trees outside the building until he landed into the mountain the place was originally mining – hard.

The second's head was smashed so far into the ground he was completely perpendicular to the floor. Grimmjow released his head to land another swift round-house kick into his stomach – sending him just as far in the opposite direction. Then it was silent.

"Tch. Pathetic." He was sneering in disgust, hands in his pockets and posture completely slacked. How could two beings that caused her and her three friends so much damage simply bore him?!

"Get the fuck up. I didn't get called here for a one-sided fight. Let me see the both of you at full power." Grimmjow was still standing in his signature posture, as pissed off looking as a second ago.

In the flash of an eye, both demons reappeared on either side of Grimmjow; unfortunately for them he saw every movement – he was a Sonido master after all. Both pulled small blades from behind them, most likely hidden behind their shirts and tucked into their pants, and simultaneously attacked with perfect synchronization. Much to their surprise, however, they were only able to land hits on the Arrancar's forearms as he finally took his hands from his pockets to block. They both snickered; he'd for sure lose his arms with the momentum they both achieved from the distance they flew to land the attack.

"…That's it?" Grimmjow had an eyebrow raised, sneer still in place.

Both demons eyes went wide with shock. "How're your arms unscathed?" One of them asked – Lucy couldn't differentiate between the two any longer, maybe it was the silent brother asking? Grimmjow's arms could have been armor; he blocked both blades without even so much as a scratch on his skin.

"What the fuck makes you think I'm gonna tell you anythin'?" Grimmjow pushed off the blades with his forearms and then grabbed both with each hand. The brothers pulled their blades straight down in hopes of slicing his palms; but still nothing but the sound of blade rubbing against stone.

"What was his skin made of?" The demons jumped back and took a moment to take their opponent in; they weren't expecting this.

Grimmjow brushed his hand through his unruly hair until it rested on the back of his neck. He rolled his head back and forth - cracking his neck with his eyes closed, still scowling. A Gillian would have put up a better fight than these pansies.

"Oi, woman, send me back, these two are-" Before he could even finish his sentence Grimmjow had received a swift kick to his abdomen. The demon on his right had round-house kicked him with only a little less force than the kick he'd previously dealt while the other struck the back of his head with the same kick. They were trying to make the Arrancar parallel with the floor to strike him from the back and into the ground, but before they could both land their final hit he disappeared.

"Well, looks like you two have a little fight in ya after all." Grimmjow's smile was back, as were his hands in his pockets. He was now standing in mid-air above everyone, hair almost touching the ceiling. "Dunno if I wasn't payin' close enough attention cuz I thought you were both pathetic, or if you got faster, but this just got interesting." He disappeared again, reappearing in the same place in between the twins, but this time they dodged his attacks.

"..What?" Grimmjow was so surprised he forgot to shift back into a defensive stance, leaving an opening for both to throw a right punch straight to his face, sending him back a few feet.

"What the?" He went from surprised to utterly shocked. They dodged him and landed a punch?! What the fuck was going on? He was missing something.. "How are you two getting faster?" His eyes were laced with his annoyance, he was keen when it came to battle, rarely ever missing his opponents abilities – he was the Sexta Espada for a reason, so what the hell was going on?

"Why the fuck should we tell you anythin'?" The demon was mocking him.

Bad idea.

He snickered as his eyes lit up, then he disappeared yet again. Both demons were prepared for him to attack and instantly turned to the center, but he didn't appear between the two. Instead, he was directly above the one who had insulted him, a red light shining from his palm and a manic smile in place. As soon as the demon looked up, he released his attack.

Red energy and heat radiated throughout the building as it caused a massive hole within the ground, the demon nowhere to be found as the floor began to split and the building began to shake. The remaining pillars that were barely able to hold the structure were beginning to cave in and collapse. Lucy looked up as she saw the roof about to crumble on top of her – and she thought getting caught up in Aquarius' attacks were bad..

She closed her eyes, she'd either be squashed to death or sustain injuries so bad she wouldn't be able to hold the gate open and the demons would kill her anyways. She threw her arms over her head on pure instinct and braced herself, until she felt a harsh yank and then the uncomfortable feeling of someone holding her by the back of her shirt collar. She opened her eyes to see the warehouse caving in on itself as dust and dirt was blown around the destruction. She then noticed the trees.. And the mountain.. And the town.. She then realized the giant warehouse looked to be the size of a regular house from where she was. She slowly looked directly below her; "we have to be at least 1000 feet in the air.." She 'eeped' and jumped onto whoever was holding her by her collar – that definitely wasn't sturdy enough for her liking.

"What the fuck do you think yer doin'?" She slowly looked up to realize she was pressing herself up against her Arrancar spirit – she figured he was the one to save her but for a moment she forgot he wanted to kill her as much as the demons below.

"I'm sorry, I've just never been this high.." She was blushing furiously as she realized she was smashing her chest into his bare one, both arms wrapped around his neck as her face was pressing against the crook of it. It was a very intimate position, but the thought of falling was a much more prevalent fear than their embrace – well, she was embracing him; he'd completely let go of her shirt now. She 'eeped' again at the loss of support – even if it was minimal – and wrapped one of her legs around his, pushing herself even tighter against him; if that was even possible.

She could feel the rumble in his chest - he was chuckling.

She was definitely going to Lucy-kick him before closing his gate. What a sadistic asshole..

"If ya' wanna straddle me so bad chick, it's gonna have to wait 'til I kill those two." He was smiling again, jerking his head in the direction of the two demons standing on the ground, barely visible. "Straddle him..? Oh he's gonna pay for that one" the Celestial Mage was shaking in anger as Grimmjow slowly stopped laughing. He could sense her anger, and this time it was directed towards him. He could feel the pull, he wasn't supposed to upset her this much, but he had a knack for breaking the rules and suffering the repercussions for it later – though this seemed a little different. In the flash of an eye she was back on the ground, and rather dizzy from the movement and the distance.

Lucy stumbled as she quickly let him go, but caught herself before falling onto the ground. She'd embarrassed herself enough in front of him for one day. As she glanced at him she noticed he wasn't even looking at her, his attention was back on the demons – grin still in place. The demon he landed the red heat attack on wasn't looking so hot, but was definitely still standing, he must've evaded the full brunt of it at the last second; these guys were tough..

"So he survived my cero eh? This is definitely getting interesting.." Grimmjow's eyes slightly darkened and the hairs on the back of his neck started tingling, he hadn't been this excited for battle since Kurosaki.

"Why don't you go sit over there princess while I finish all the work." Grimmjow was giving Lucy a sarcastic half grin, barely even looking at her.

He was really pissing her off.

She gave him a dirty look before replying, "No thanks, I prefer to fight with my spirits. You're looking a little tired though Grimmjow, do you need to take a little breather?" She now had an eyebrow raised and a smirk in place; grabbing her whip to gesture she was going to take over fighting the demons in his place.

He was glowering at her now, slightly turning and facing her, a deeper scowl back in place. She was still smirking while she unraveled her whip with a crack; taking a step forward until he grabbed the collar of her shirt again.

"The fuck you say to me?" He now had her lifted above the ground and facing him; their noses almost touching as his pissed off gaze met her sarcastic one. Oh he's so easy to rile.

In the moment he put all attention on the girl, the relatively unharmed demon appeared directly behind Grimmjow, sword ready to pierce his back – but Grimmjow was faster. He used his Sonido to get around the demon and threw a bala right into the back of his head, and none too gently dropping Lucy onto her feet slightly behind him. But right as he released her, the other brother reappeared in between them, ready to throw his blade in the exact same fashion his brother was only seconds before. Lucy saw him disappear from his original spot and had noticed a trend in their fighting style; they did the exact same moves – to a 'T'. She had already cocked her whip back and was already lashing at the empty space behind Grimmjow; and sure enough latched onto his blade as he appeared and managed to pull it away from her Arrancar spirit; just as he was turning to defend it.

Once realizing he missed his target he disappeared again and reappeared beside his brother, who had just taken a hit from one of the Arrancar's red attacks – however this one was less powerful than the first.

Grimmjow turned and looked at Lucy, practically growling. "What the fuck are ya doin'?!" His hands were in the air and once again, all attention was back on the woman.

"What do you mean 'what am I doin'?! What are you doing?! Stop dropping your guard! Maybe I should have used my Shinigami key, they're a lot more efficient." She had just crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YA JUST SAY?! What Shinigami key?! You have Shinigami fightin' for your sorry ass too?!" he was thrusting his head down to her level so she'd get the full impact of his glare.

"Damn straight I have a Shinigami key! And the first time I called on it the big guy killed a demon two classes more powerful than these two in 2 minutes! What do you have to say to that?!" Lucy was now glaring back at him, their gazes were so intense you could see the electrical current as Grimmjow was grinding his teeth - Lucy had crossed her arms under her chest even further, pushing her cleavage up.

This went on for another five minutes.

"..."

Both demons just stood there. In silence.

"..."

Did they just forget they were in the middle of a life-or-death fight..? They sweat dropped; God they act like an old married couple..

One of the demons rubbed his temple as the other shook his head, crossing his arms as the two continued to throw insults at each other for a few more minutes. They both sighed and then switched back into battle stances.

Enough was enough; they didn't even have to look at each other to know what to do. They disappeared at the same time; one reappearing next to Grimmjow as the other reappeared next to Lucy, both swinging their swords. Grimmjow easily blocked his assailant with his forearm as he turned to grab his bimbo of a charge out of the way when a small pain caught his attention. He turned back around to examine his forearm only to see that the blade had actually cut him; though it was just a little, it still cut through his Hierro. In that split second he had forgotten about Lucy, but as he felt that nagging sensation at the back of his head and turned to grab the girl once again, his stomach churned at the sight. the demon managed a deep gash into her right forearm, she just barely moved back enough to not lose the limb completely. He still continued to grab her and with a quick Sonido had her a few yards away from the demons.

"Now look what you've done! You should'a just sat back and watched me chick, now you're bleedin' all over the fuckin' place." Grimmjow had once again dropped Lucy none too gently to the ground, a scowl deeper than any other she'd seen was aimed directly at her. She didn't rebuttal. She didn't even look directly at him; she just clutched her forearm to stop some of the bleeding – without success. Grimmjow's scowl slightly softened and he rolled his eyes. "Tch.."

He threw his black obi at her and turned around to walk away. She looked up in surprise, "Don't expect me to tie it for ya! Take care of your own fuckin' mess!" He didn't even turn around to address her, and then within a second he was gone. He reappeared in front of the demon brothers – cursing wildly at himself about goin' soft and bein' a pansy.

"Alright, I'm sick of this. Let's finish it." Grimmjow's scowl was back in place as he finally let all his retained reiatsu loose. Lucy gasped.

Grimmjow figured he didn't have long and he couldn't let the chick die if his reaction to her being cut was any indicator – fuck if he knew why – so it was time to get serious. He held Pantera in his left hand as he slowly unsheathed the sword with his right; choosing to hold on to the scabbard. As he was about to attack, they disappeared, and metal crashed with metal and the sheath he chose to keep for defensive purposes, since one of them managed to nick his skin and knew they would continue to. He wouldn't ever admit it to the girl but realized that she may have done him somewhat of a favor blocking that blades path from his back – granted if she wasn't distracting him it wouldn't have been a fuckin' issue, but none the less she did him a favor. Fuck.

"Yer distracted, stop thinkin' bout the blonde and start fightin' for real. Or don't, she runs outta magic you go back n' she dies anyway." One of the twins glanced at the girl, looking more worn out after her spirit let loose a frenzy of energy. He was purposefully taunting him, wanting him to make a mistake; he didn't have to worry about him lashing out since he was reckless and unpredictable to begin with. He just wanted to get inside his head and hopefully manipulate him into making a mistake. That was until Grimmjow laughed his signature maniacal laugh.

"Yeah I'm real fuckin' distracted. But I've seen through your guys' façade. You've got a telepathic connection; that's how your attacks are so well synchronized without so much as sayin' a word or even a gesture to each other. And your ability allows you to grow stronger and faster with every blow I deal you or anytime you come into contact with me – so you can eventually overpower your opponent with time. There's no way in fuckin' hell you'd be able to keep up with my Sonido if it weren't some shitty copycat bull shit like what you're usin'. Plus it ain't sustained increased anything, you go back to the rag dolls I was throwin' around in the beginning once this fights over. You can't acquire power just by replicating it. Real shitty technique if ya ask me – take a beatin' and don't actually get any stronger? Tch – pathetic."

The demons were speechless. Eyes wide in horror – how did he know? How did he figure all that out within the 15 minutes he was out and having spent more time arguing and toying with the woman then actually fighting them? So he wasn't just an aggressive brute..

"What? No snide comment back? Not gonna rile me up anymore?" And with one last devious smirk he released the rest of his pent up reiatsu he had in his non-released form and reappeared directly in front of both demons, palms aimed between their eyes with two charged ceros, only allowing the demons to brace for impact as he fired in point-blank range.

Both flew back into the mountain unmoving and not even visible. Tch – that should do it.

He resheathed his sword and started to walk back to the Celestial Mage. She was still sitting on the ground and looking pretty pathetic, he couldn't help but snicker. "Who needs to take the breather now?" He was laughing in his throat as she gave him a look he couldn't help but laugh out loud at. She was a total pain in the ass, but she was fun to tease – and feisty. He looked to her forearm and noticed his obi tied securely around it; she followed his gaze and blushed.

"Thank you.. For giving me this.." She was embarrassed with actually having to thank the man she was going back and forth with not moments ago. But she knew when thanks were in order, and he saved her, it was the least she could do.

"You should be submissive like this more often, it's a lot less annoyin'." He was playfully smirking at her now; this was probably the first time he'd ever been so worked up and unable to do anything about it, so he wanted to piss her off as much as possible if nothing else, screw the nagging sensation.

"Yeah you wish." She was giving him the same smirk in return. He was rude and an ass hole, but he wasn't too bad. Heck, he probably had a nice side once you got to know him.

"My name's Lucy by the way, Lucy Heartfilia. Thank you for saving me and my friends Grimmjow, even if you are totally annoying." She was still giving him the same playful smirk - she wanted to piss him off too since he couldn't do anything about it, two could play at that game.

He just rolled his eyes and spat to the side as a few colorful words were said under his breath. He knew what she was doing, and figured it was better not to buy into it; he'd only get pissier and not be able to do anything, except lay out a few Arrancar when he got back home. How did he get back home? Harribel failed to mention that..

Lucy broke the silence, "By the way, what was that red thing you shot out of your palms earlier?"

"My cero?" He was looking at her like she was a complete fuckin' idiot. Was she clueless?

"Oh! That Gran Rey thing Harribel used before!?" Lucy instantly perked up, completely disregarding his look of disgust and annoyance at her question.

"You a fuckin' idiot? If it were my Gran Rey Cero half that mountain over there would be gone - besides did you see me use a blood pact?" He was rolling his eyes and scratching his head.

"Wow.. Yeah you're right, Harribel did destroy half a town.. And the train station.. And a few trains.. heh.. heh.." Lucy was scratching the back of her head recalling the incident that left her team with no reward money. "Well, I didn't notice Harribel use one either.. Then again her being out was a complete blur.." Lucy was now looking at him in a very analytical way.

"What the fuck you starin' at?" As if the girl couldn't get on his nerves any more.

"How come Harribel was able to transform and you weren't?" Lucy's question was one of pure curiosity.

"Girl.. What DO you know about us?" He had one eye brow lifted and his arms crossed over his chest. She really had no idea what she was summoning to her world.. What a complete retard.

"Umm, well, that you're all really strong, I mean, really really strong. You just took out two demons that three of some of the best mages at our guild couldn't beat. I've gotta say that's pretty impressive!" She was giving him a smile and a slightly raised eye brow. She figured feeding into his ego - which he clearly had one - would maybe make him hate her less and enable her to ask more questions. She really didn't know anything about either key or these spirits, but especially the Arrancars.

Grimmjow raised both eyebrows at that one, did she just compliment him? Hell he knew he was powerful, but it was nice having someone who was giving him so much shit earlier finally admit to it. His inner panther was grinning. He noticed her eyes becoming heavy and her shoulders slumping - she was running out of her own power. She gave him another small smile.

"Well, looks like I'm at my limit.. And there's still so much we need to talk about." Her smile turned into a sad one.

"Tch, what-" Grimmjow's eyes went wide as he felt something flicker; he turned back around to look at the mountain where he'd blasted both demons at earlier. They weren't dead yet. Shit.

He was too careless; they were purposefully hiding in the rubble and concealing their power so he would assume them to be dead, he may be able to detect reiatsu, but curse power wasn't the same. Grimmjow now looked to the girl sitting on the ground, all tattered and worn out. She was almost out of power, there was no way she could hold him out any longer. It wasn't until then that she noticed it too and looked straight into Grimmjow's eyes, she knew just as well as he did that she couldn't keep his gate open any longer. He felt like shit, he didn't ever leave fights unfinished and the chick gettin' killed didn't sit right with him.

"Chick, you-" Before he could even finish his sentence, he disappeared. Lucy fell forward, barely able to look up and keep her eyes open as the two demons slowly approached her. To say they were absolutely battle worn would have been an understatement, one more attack from her spirit and they most likely would have died; and Grimmjow didn't even break a sweat.. He was too confident and left the job undone. She laid her head to the ground and started thinking about all the promises she made her guild mates and spirits about what they'd all do once she returned to Magnolia. She didn't even bother to cry, she'd already done enough of that. She just closed her eyes and made peace with her situation. There was a possibility it would turn out like this, she knew that and accepted the terms anyways.

"Gotta admit, that key was trouble. Good thing he was too fuckin' cocky to see his work through." The demon was grabbing Lucy by the collar of her shirt – the same way Grimmjow did. It wasn't until then that she realized he'd actually done it a little more gently. Hah.. Go figure.. He wasn't that bad after all.. She snickered to herself and mentally rolled her eyes, replaying their little arguments back in her head. Yeah.. He was alright..

"One thing's for sure, that skin hardening he was able to use definitely came in handy at the end there." The demon holding her snickered a little; their skin was hard to begin with, but having that technique to amplify it prevented them from otherwise being incinerated.

"Are you sure we should kill her brother?" The twin who normally kept quiet was speaking now. Or at least she thought he was.

"Hmm, you might be right, but just for all the trouble she's caused us I'd rather kill'er." She couldn't see his face but she knew he was smiling.

"Then we can finish off her lil' friends we let go." He was chuckling now. They didn't just kill for orders; they genuinely enjoyed seeing peoples suffering.

"Exactly. I don't like leavin' jobs unfinished after all." Both were laughing now. Despicable.

"But first, let's see how much we can get this girl to scream first. I love it when they beg."

Lucy Laughed.

"Are you actually laughin' at the fact yer gonna die? And in the most excruciatingly painful way possible?" The demon now had his hand under her chin, making her look him in the eyes. She just stared back – showing no fear and smiled again.

"Do your worst." And a little snort followed, showing her defiance. If she was gonna go out, she was gonna go out proud.

"Shit woman, you've got some serious guts."

.

.

"…Huh?!"

Lucy's eyes shot open and her head somehow found the energy to snap to her right and left. Was that...? The demons were looking every which way too, okay so the voice wasn't just in her head.

"Grind Pantera."

A serious gust of wind could be felt, and the next thing Lucy knew she was suddenly released. She winced, readying for the impact of hitting the ground, but it never came. Instead, she was unceremoniously being held by the collar of her shirt again – but it was done a little more gently than the demon earlier. She smiled.

"Thanks Grimmjow."

She barely managed to look up at him – following the path of his hips up; his clothing was replaced with a type of form fitting white armor that stopped at his sternum and V'd up around his neck. It looked like the black inside of his collar was still attached. It stretched down his arms and to his hands until it turned black – ending off in claws. His hair was now swishing behind his knees and a long whip-like tail flicked from behind. His teeth were sharpened and his ears looked more like cat ears, with his facial bone fragment missing and now above his forehead with a very different shape. He looked like a completely different person, until you looked at his eyes – same feral wildness. Yep; definitely Grimmjow. It's kinda weird how well she knows him already.

The best part of the situation was that he was in his super power form like Harribel; and it didn't affect her at all – just like with Rangiku.

Lucy looked to her forearm and was staring at his black obi. Exactly like Rangiku's scarf..

"I don't leave fights unfinished. And you aint dyin' on my freakin' watch." He was still looking at her. "Besides, now we're even for you blockin' that blade from my back, so I don't wanna hear about it." She barely managed to look back up at him and smile. Not a condescending smile, but a genuine one. He'd never seen a smile without malice or specific intent behind it. She was actually smiling just to smile at him; like she was actually happy he was there. Wow. That's a first. For that, he actually set her down instead of just dropping her. He was working on the whole "being nice" thing.

"How are you here?" One of the demons was finally speaking up, but before Grimmjow could answer his brother lifted his arms and shot his pin-like structures at the two. Grimmjow just sneered and swiped them away with his tail. "Oh that was fuckin' cute."

He lifted his left arm across his chest, aiming his elbow at the demon that had just shot the pins.

His smile widened as he fired five crystal-like projectiles from his elbow. Three of the five hitting their target as he attempted to dodge, but one would have been enough. The demon flew back into the mountain from the first, barely visible, then completely disappeared with the second. The third caused the mountain to completely cave in over the hole created by the demon's impact. There was no mistaking the disappearance of his energy this time, and his brother shrieked.

"But mine's better." His smile was so wide his eyes almost closed.

"YOU! I'll kill you!" The demon was running full speed at Grimmjow - mimicking his Sonido; but in the Espada's released form everything was heightened – he might as well be running in slow motion. Before the demon could even swing his blade Grimmjow had met him halfway much faster than he'd previously moved; and thrust his left hand through the demon's abdomen, shooting it out through his back. The demon sputtered as he gripped his assailant's forearm in an attempt to dislodge himself. He struggled for a few more seconds before falling limp. Grimmjow simply dropped his arm and let the demon slide off to the ground with a loud thunk that would have made anyone else uneasy. He then used the demons clothing to wipe off most of the blood on his hand, slowly turning back over to Lucy to gauge her reaction.

Much to her surprise she was actually in a sitting position and not unconscious. She watched the last few moments of Grimmjow brutally finishing off the last demon, and shocked herself even further when she realized she only flinched a little at first, and then felt completely unfazed. They'd probably done much, much worse to many others and were planning to do so to her and her friends, she couldn't bring herself to feel sorry for them.

"What were those things from your elbow?" Lucy was looking over his form again, now noticing his armor stretching to his legs as they formed into black claws on his feet as well – and a huge scar on his chest.

"Garra de la Pantera. Just one of the techniques I can use in this form." He was now changing back into his original state as he approached the girl. He didn't wanna mess her up anymore with his overbearing power, plus being in her world was eating up his reiatsu. He looked to the girl and she smiled again. Shit, she's gotta stop doing that.

"Are you a cat?" She now had her head tilted, smile even bigger.

"Am I a-? What the fuck! No I'm not a fuckin' cat! My release form is a fuckin' panther!" He was already angry again.. So easy to anger..

"Oh, well I like it. What's a release form?" She was finally having a conversation with one of her Arrancar spirits, though Harribel probably would have been a better choice..

"All Arrancar have release forms. It's our ultimate battle form." Grimmjow's scowl lessened, this girl really has no idea what kind of beings she's summoning.. She does have guts.

"Oh, wow, so your release form is a Panther.. And Harribel's is a shark.. What was Wonderweiss?" Lucy had her finger under her chin in a contemplative stance.

"I've never seen his release form – nobody has; except you." He had an eyebrow raised now and crossed his arms over his chest. Debating whether or not to ask the girl what his release form resembled, but then thinking back on the boy's odd behavior and nature figured it probably wasn't anything normal..

"Oh, wow.." Lucy was snapped from her thoughts as she made eye contact with the Arrancar again.

"Alright, my turn to ask some questions. How the fuck are you callin' us here? And why the fuck can't I kill you?" Grimmjow had now lifted the girl from the ground – from her collar again – and had her at eye level. She just stared at him in surprise, he's confused the same way Rangiku was..

She slowly pulled out her keys and showed him the white bone fragmented one. He eyed it quizzically then was looking back at her.

"What in the hell is that?" he had his nose scrunched up in distaste – did this guy ever not look pissed?

"It's my Arrancar key; I found it and that's how I can summon you here." She pulled out her black key as well. "This is my Shinigami key." A low growl escaped his chest; she instantly put her keys away.

"Not-uh! Give me that fuckin' key!" He was reaching for her pouch, he figured if she didn't have the key anymore she couldn't call on him – though getting called to fuck shit up did have its pluses.. He didn't like the idea of having to be her lil' bitch in the process. But Lucy couldn't let him take any of the keys back, Rangiku had made it very clear those keys were not to return to their world - even if she didn't understand why.

"No Grimmjow! Stop! Please!"

And he stopped.

And had no idea why.

"WHAT THE FUCK! WHY AM I LISTENING TO YOU?!" He was screaming in her face; she had to plug her ears to save her eardrums from exploding.

"WHY DO YOU YELL SO MUCH?!" She was screaming back just as loud; causing him to jump at her outburst. He'd never been yelled at before in such a manner, and he sure as hell never had anyone go back and forth with him the way this chick did, anyone else would have been pulverized or incinerated by now. God damn key..

"So why is it that I can't shoot a cero at you right now no matter how badly I want to." His look still held scorn, but he was serious. He wanted an answer; maybe he could figure a way out of it.

"We think it's because you guys are passing through a gate I've created, that you have to follow the same laws the Celestial Spirits here have to follow – and the number one law is that no spirit is allowed to cause any harm and absolutely cannot kill their master." Her scowl was gone, she knew he probably wouldn't like the explanation very much – she probably shouldn't have used the term Master..

"MASTER?!"

Yep.. Poor choice of words..

"What the fuck makes you think you're my Master?!" he spat out the last word like venom.

She got a slightly smug look on her face. "Because I am." She now had a half smile as her eyes lit up a little bit. It took everything she had to not laugh at his disgusted expression. But the way his mouth flew open then snapped shut in an attempt to articulate a response sent her over the edge. She was practically howling in laughter, wiping a tear from her eye. So he dropped her – hard.

"Ouch! Hey!" She looked up at him and saw a very disgruntled look on his face. He definitely wanted to kill her.

"Alright.. I'm sorry.. I shouldn't have laughed at you. You're just so fun." She smiled at him again, laughing a little more at his multitude of facial expressions – he was scary and mean, but definitely amusing.

He scowled. "I am not fun." He was gritting his teeth now. Man this woman really irked him.

"Yes you are. I like having you here, you're not like any other spirit – you're one of a kind Grimmjow!" She was smiling again.

His scowl turned into confusion. She was the weirdest fuckin' woman he'd ever met.. Wasn't she scared of him?

"Thanks for coming back, you saved my life." Her smile widened into a genuine one as her eyes became warm, she thought she'd teased him enough for one day, surely his ego and pride could only handle so much. "You wouldn't happen to know how you came back would you?" She had her head tilted again.

"I could feel my reiatsu and followed it." He was looking at the obi tied around her forearm, "It's leaking off my obi."

Well I guess that makes sense.. She was looking at the obi too, the lingering energy must've prevented the door from closing all the way. Well that could be handy in the future.. "Well, regardless you didn't have to come back. You chose to, and I thank you for that. I hope we can be friends Grimmjow." She was smiling warmly at him again.

"I don't do friends."

"Why not?"

"Don't need 'em."

"Everybody needs a friend.."

"I don't."

"Well have you ever had one before?"

"What the – no I've never had a fuckin' friend before."

"Then how could you know if you've never had one?"

He stared at her pointedly now. Why is she so fuckin' weird?

"Cuz anyone in Hueco Mundo that tries gettin' close to you either wants somethin' from ya or wants to dethrone ya. That's just the way it is." He had his arms re-crossed over his chest.

"Oh.." Lucy was looking down.. A hurt expression on her face. "That's.. That's so sad.. Why?" She was looking back at him again, he regarded her curiously, why was she so sad over that?

"Hueco Mundo isn't a world with fuckin' rainbows and butterflies; every day is a day of survival. It's kill or be killed and everybody is fighting tooth and nail to get to the top. It's just the way it is." Grimmjow had no expression now. He seemed completely unfazed with it as he shrugged.

Lucy flinched as her heart started to ache. She was thinking about Harribel and innocent little Wonderweiss - minus the boob thing - and the thought of hundreds of Arrancar trying to kill them, even Grimmjow, just to "get to the top" was too cruel.

"I don't understand.. Why?" She turned a hurt and confused gaze to her spirit. He flinched at her reaction. He was so used to being around power hungry, merciless beings all the time. He definitely wasn't adapting well to her emotions.

"Already told ya, it's just the way it is. Hueco Mundo operates on a type of hierarchy. The stronger you are the more free reign and power you have over the masses." He was rubbing the back of his neck, waiting to see what crazy expression she'd throw at him this time.

"So how strong are you?" She had an eye brow raised.

He snickered. "I'm the Sexta" He turned around and pointed his thumb at his back. "When you're an Espada you're ranked based on your reiatsu." He turned back around to face her. She looked to be contemplating something.

"And Harribel is the Third?" She looked back at him. "Meaning she's got the third highest reiatsu in your world?"

"'Bout sums it up." He shrugged. "Doesn't mean they're stronger though." He had a cocky smirk and a twinkle in his eye.

"But if their reiatsu is higher..?" She was confused again.

"Tch. Subjective. Doesn't mean they're better in battle." His smirk turned into a full blown cocky grin saying he could take any one of them out – well at least in his own mind. And it explained why Harribel was a lot harder on her magic than Grimmjow; especially since she was in her Release form.

"I see.. Well, you certainly are battle savvy. You saw right through their techniques down to the root of it and all I noticed was their synchronization – but I had no idea how or why." She had her finger back under her chin.

"Heh, damn right." He had a smug look now; as long as she was complimenting him she could go on all damn day, shoot she-

"But you're too confident in your abilities – cocky actually. You totally missed the fact that you didn't deal a lethal blow. You underestimated them a few times too." She was now pointing a finger at him as if reprimanding him. Wow. This chick.. Just.. Wow.

There were no words. His mouth was slightly hanging open at her gall to criticize him.

"But! You came back and finished the job, and on your own too. You didn't wanna leave it unfinished even though you hate me. That says a lot about your character, deep under that rough exterior you're actually a good guy. I'd dare to say you even have a strict honor code, don't ya?" She was playfully smiling at him. One eyebrow raised and a finger poking at his thigh. Why the fuck was she touching him?

He grabbed her hand and lifted her so she was making eye contact with him again. He had a devious glint in his eye that would have told her to run if she knew he couldn't actually physically harm her.

"Good guy huh? Let me ask ya this sweet heart, how do you think I got to be the Sexta Espada?" He had a ferocious toothy grin showing off his canines. Obviously in an attempt to intimidate her, and it was working. She flinched a little at his words and their implication, but quickly regained her composure and stared him right back in the eye.

"I can only imagine. But like you said earlier, it's just how your world works. You can't help that; and you can try to scare or intimidate me as much as you want. I've already made up my mind; you're a good guy, despite how badly you want everyone to see you as a ruthless killing machine. I don't doubt you'd destroy your enemies, I watched it with my own eyes; but if you had friends, people you cared for I think you'd fight just as hard to keep them safe."

She wasn't mocking him, jabbing at him, or even making fun of him, she was dead fuckin' serious. Was she crazy? Nobody thought of the Espada of Destruction as a "good guy." What the fuck?

His smile disappeared and confusion clearly etched his features as he dropped her. Today was full of firsts for him, but this was definitely the most unexpected.

He was scratching the back of his head; he didn't know what to say back to her. She knew he couldn't hurt her, any attempts to scare or intimidate her were working less and less. If he had to admit, he was actually starting to like the chick a 'lil. She was dumb as hell and had zero survival skills - hell she'd almost been killed multiple times already - but she was still fun to mess with. Besides, he seemed like a freakin' God to her, the people of this world probably weren't all too powerful if his two opponents were anything to go off of - but then again she did mention something earlier about a demon two ranks higher than the wonder twins earlier.. Maybe this world actually had some powerful opponents. His fingers started to twitch and a small smile played at his lips; the thought of unlimited battle with stronger opponents practically had him jittering with excitement. He'd definitely need to visit this place more, at least it relieved him of his fuckin' boredom. He then looked to her forearm and smirked.

"The demons are dead, you don't need me here anymore. You should be able to walk now - I'm headin' back." He was turning around and walking away.

"Hey wait! Your obi! Let me give it back!" She was preparing to untie the knot.

"Don't want it. You ruined it anyways." He was looking back at her over his shoulder, he made sure she could only see his eyes and not the devious grin on his face.

"Oh.. No.. That's okay.. I insist you take it back.. Please.." Lucy was sweating bullets and smiling nervously. Was he intentionally leaving it?!

"Oh, but I insist you keep it. Can't have you bleeding out now can we." He was fully facing her now - she could see his grin and shuddered.

"Ohhhhhhh no.. No, no, no, no, no. I know what you're doing! Don't even think about it Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez! You take this obi with you!" She was flailing her arms as she attempted to stand and untie the sash at the same time.

Grimmjow laughed as he slowly began to disappear, "What's the matter Lucy? I thought you wanted to be friends. Don't friends visit each other?" He gave her a wink followed by an evil glare and smirk.

"Grimmjooooooow!" She was fully standing now and running towards him. He completely turned back around and put his hands back in his pocket as he completely faded out. Oh this was gonna be fun.

Lucy stood in the place Grimmjow had been standing only a second earlier, still attempting to untie the obi even though he wasn't there anymore. Her mouth was hanging completely open as a cold sweat ran down her back, causing a chill to creep up her spine. She was about to have a full blown anxiety attack - she wanted to scream and cry. The idea of Grimmjow popping up anytime he wanted to and most likely destroying half of Magnolia made her nauseous..

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Destruction had just left itself an open door to her world..

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Fiore was screwed..

Muahahahahaha Grimmjow you bad, bad Espada you. Wanting to wreak havoc on poor little Lucy.. And all of Fiore.. Oh when will he ever pop up again?! Muahaha!

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