A/N: Hells ja! Almost done! Thanks for support and yada yada yada.

Now! Onto the last pair!

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SIXTH PAIR: Ulquiorra & Grimmjow

"Alright piece of shit, where the fuck are we?"

"I think I am the one who is meant to ask that question." Ulquiorra replied in monotone, "After all, YOU are the one with the map and I am the one following you. Are you even reading the map correctly?"

Grimmjow spluttered and glowered at him, "Well, this isn't MY fucking fault! And of course I'm reading the darn thing right! This piece of crap is just fucked up to begin with!"

"Are you quite positive?" Ulquiorra asked in an impassive skeptic tone (Only one in the world that could pull that off. Gin tried, but frankly he was too good for such feat), "Because at the current time, we just so happen to be outside of Las Noches."

At those words, a breeze picked up and lifted the sand up to form veils. Grimmjow froze up and blinked at nothing. Then he cursed at his lack of clothing, "Listen, piece of shit, if you don't believe me, take a fucking look at the map!" He shoved it in his face.

Ulquiorra calmly removed the map from his face and he showed the slightest signs of disbelief. When he lowered the paper, he regained his impassive mask, "It appears as though you are right."

"HA!" Grimmjow shouted victoriously, then snatched the map back and smacked it, "So how the fuck are we supposed to find that dot?"

Ulquiorra glanced over to one side, "I think the question you should be asking is: What are we even going to sleep in?" Ulquiorra grabbed the map from him again and stared at it, "In the meantime, I believe it is safe to say that we are lost."

Grimmjow snorted, his hands clasping the back on his neck, "Only losers say things like that. I'm fucking positive if we wander around some more we'll find it."

"Wouldn't we get even more lost then?"

"Shut up! Just follow my lead."

"But you don't know where you're going."

"Didn't I tell you to shut the fuck up?!"

"You told me to 'shut up' the first time. Isn't that more simpler to repeat?"

"Why the fuck are you so talkative, ya bastard?!"

"I'm tired. And we've been walking around for hours."

"We're not lost!"

"We are, but I didn't say anything about it. You brought it up."

Grimmjow gritted his teeth, "I liked you better when you didn't talk so much…."

An hour and thirty-five minutes later…

Ulquiorra and the sexta were basically sleep walking by now (The idiots. They were walking around their bed the entire time). About another ten minutes later, Grimmjow toppled over something. Wide awake, Ulquiorra soon found that the blue-haired espada (who was still sprawled out, stunned) miraculously found a tent.

"Get off." Ulquiorra said, kicking Grimmjow off the materials.

The sexta spat out the sand from his mouth, "What the fuck, you dick?!"

"Since you're absolutely useless in situations such as these, just sit there and curse to your heart's content." "Hey!"

Five minutes later….

"WHAT THE FUCK YOU SHITHOLE?! LET ME IN!" Grimmjow bellowed for the fifteenth time in a row (Surprisingly, he didn't cero the tent down. Must have put two and two together to realize that he was going to sleep in that. Ahh, they grow up so fast).

Silence.

Then a breeze of cold air decided to stop by, causing gooseflesh on the poor kitty's nearly naked body.

"FUCK!" That stupid foxy faced creep. Grimmjow'll cero him the first chance he got. (Pshaaaw…Like he could.)

Then, out of nowhere, the zipper to the darn thing that the piece of shit jacked opened a crack. Ulquiorra's head, looking more dead and emo than usual (understatement), said, "I sense Kurosaki's spiritual pressure."

That got Grimmjow's attention. He drew out his sword (From where, don't ask Gin. He also has no clue), "Really?! Where?!"

Ulquiorra pointed.

And off Grimmjow ran.

Twenty minutes later….

"MOTHER FUCKING SHIT!"

He was duped…

And lost.

Gin tossed his thirtieth soda can to add to his mountain of junk food with a self-satisfied smirk. As expected, Las Noches' dominant yaoi pairing offered the most amusing results. Suddenly, the ex-shinigami felt his eye twitch uncontrollably. Okay…Maybe he had a bit TOO much sugar intake…..