A/N: Second chapter, blah, blah, blah. XD Please review!

Disclaimer: BLEACH does not belong to me.

Warning: Potty mouths.

Intro of the Torturous Sleepover (part 2)

About an hour later, Gin decided to manipulate all of the halls in Las Noches so that the Espada and prisoner ended back in the meeting room. Not hiding the fact that he was laughing at their confused faces, Gin said with quite difficulty, "Nice to know that you espadas don't have any fashion sense!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Grimmjow demanded as he grabbed the front of the ex-shinigami's shirt.

Gin smirked, "Well, for one thing, I am wearing elegant black silk pajamas while you're wearing…." he burst out laughing, "boxers with kitty heads on them!"

Grimmjow stared down at his boxers and looked up at Gin with a deadly scowl, "I had no choice! All my other clothes were in a fucking BONDFIRE when I got to my room and this was all I had!" Then Grimmjow realized: "YOU WERE RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS WEREN'T YOU, YOU FUCKING BASTARD?"

"I have no clue what you're talking about." Gin replied innocently despite the fact that the sexa was shaking him quite vigorously.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT BASTARD? YOU'RE OBVIOUSLY THE ONE TO BLAME, YOU FUCKING DICK!"

Gin clicked his tongue, "Tsk, tsk. Language, Grimmjow, language. There's a teenage prisoner in this room with all or most of her innocence still in tack."

"DO YOU HONESTLY THINK I GIVE A FUCKING SHIT? YOU FUCKING COOKED ALL MY FUCKING UNDERWEAR!"

Ulquiorra pried (actually slammed into the nearest wall) Grimmjow away from Gin, "Stop that. If you hurt Ichimaru, Aizen-sama will be displeased."

Grimmjow spat out the dust from his mouth, "No one cares except you, piece of shit. Everyone here hates Aizen's fucking guts."

"Amen." Gin muttered under his breath. Then he turned his attention to the rest of the group. He turned his attention to Szayel first, "I thought you would be wearing pink, but the unicorns are absolutely no surprise."

The octo clutched his hands in an extremely girly manner, blushing furiously, "What's wrong with unicorns? And just so you know, shades of purple were meant only for royalty back in the Middle Ages!"

In an instant, Barraggan was trying his loom over the taller espada, but he was no less intimidating, "Are you trying to say that you are from a royal line?"

Szayel pushed the ancient espada away from him, as if fearing he would get wrinkles just be being next to him, "Nooo, I'm just stating facts. Sheesh."

"Hmph. Insolent children these days. Absolutely no respect." the secunda muttered. He, was wearing plain dark grey pajamas accompanied with a dark grey cloak with black fur lining. Gin theorized that Barraggan wanted to create a "royal look".

The ex-shinigami then turned his attention the rest of the group. Wonderweiss was wearing a blue set of pajamas with alien head print with a matching cap. Orihime was wearing an adorable pink one with chibi duckies with matching slippers and cap. Starrk, surprisingly had a grey one with chibi sheep print, Yammy was wearing a boring burgundy colored one, Zommari a boring white, Aaroniero had on a black one with skull head prints, and Ulquiorra actually looked like he had some hope, wearing vertical black and green stripes.

Now Harribel…she was wearing a sexy silk night robe with a silk white scarf to cover her hollow mask. Gin did a thumbs up at her, "I give you a ten!"

Harribel glared at him, "Die."

Gin pouted, but quickly got over the insult, "Anyway, now y'all can go to your designated rooms!" With that, he walked out.

Nearly everyone's jaw dropped, or expressed some sort of shock when they saw what was written on Gin's back in fancy cursive writing:

Foxy Mama….

Grimmjow choked on a laugh, "And he said we had fashion issues!"