"So…" Grimmjow sighed heavily as he walked down the hallway with Ulquiorra towards his room. After Tia told Grimmjow that he could not take Orihime Hollow hunting, the daily lesson was brought to an end. "You failed to get Tia away from her throne."

"That is correct." Ulquiorra replied blankly. "I can attempt it again tomorrow."

"Don't." Grimmjow patted his buddy on the shoulder, (much to his dislike). "She will just be more upset and with things like love, you don't want to force anything to happen."

"True." Ulquiorra agreed, "And now, I must return to my work. I shall see you later."

"Yeah." Grimmjow couldn't help but sigh again. "Thanks for your help anyway."

"Think nothing of it." The First Espada disappeared. Leaving Grimmjow to his lonesome. He sighed again and opened the door of his room and went straight to bed.

It isn't going to work. We are going to have to change our plans once again. With Carbon Monoxide detectors, it will be impossible. Even if we switch poisons, we will still need to plan everything carefully. I could use cyanide…but… that would make too much of a ruckus as those poisoned usually scream and scream until they drop dead. But on another note, maybe they don't have detectors in such a desert area… I guess we are going to have to take the risk and go a-

Szayel's hands froze on the keyboard as he saw someone walk into the computer room, unaware of his presence. And now I have to leave. He mashed a few keys and the screen began to act up like the computer was broken and all of the windows closed.

He made his way over to the door of the computer room and paused. I can't get out of here until someone else walks in…and Ah. Thank you so much for opening the door.

Szayel walked through the lobby that was full of reporters and emergency crew to the steps leading upstairs. And what's worse about all of this, I have to put up with two incompetent Pravion Espadas. And I hope that Nnoitra is out of that shower by the time I get upstairs or I am going to drag him out of there.

At least I don't have to literally walk up all these steps to the Fourteenth Floor. I can use Sindo. What a life saver it is.

He knocked on the hotel room door where Aaroniero and the others were to stay. Inside he could hear the faint voices all talking. The reinforcements are here. Sadly.

"Hey." Rudbornn whispered as he cracked the door open to make sure it wasn't a Soul Reaper. "Come in, Szayelaporro-sama."

"Thank you." He muttered, walking past the Fraccion who seemed to respect him unlike the Pravion Espadas who were know to gossip. Inside the room, Gantenbainne Mosqueda was sitting on the floor next to his portable record player and Circci was sitting on the bed that Aaroniero would have claimed, but he was too scared of her and was now sitting on the floor next to Gantenbainne instead.

"Hey! Szayel!" Aaroniero called him over to the scene. "Look who we have here! Gantenbainne and….oh… yeah… Hehe… Sorry… her."

The two shared a glare from across the room.

"Hello Szayel."

"Hello Circci."

"See?" Aaroniero smiled, standing up between the two to keep the peace."It isn't that hard to say hi to one another, no? Now. Why don't you two just apologize the easy way and we can all be friends?"

Telsa almost burst into tears from where he was sitting by the window heater. No… no…. How thick headed can Aaroniero be?! This… fight has been going on for years! What kind of-

"Ass do you think you are?!" Circci yelled, shoving the fifth Espada out of the way and onto the floor. "And why the hell was I sent to take orders from the likes of you?"

"Me?' Szayel smirked, pointing oh-so innocently at himself. "Because. I am just better than you. That's why."

"I am far better than you will ever be." She knew better than to buy the words coming out of his mouth. "I may have been cast aside as nothing more than an antiquity… But at least, unlike you… I didn't have to use people to climb my way to the top."

"I never used anyone!" Szayel spat back, stepping closer. "Jealous are we of my glory? I think so. Little…Green…one?"

"Guys!" Aaroneiro tried to step between the two, but was only thrown back on the floor again.

"I am hardy green." Circci had to laugh at the idea of her being jealous of someone far below her. "In fact, I honesty pity you. You find such joy in destroying others that you never worry about those who are seeking revenge."

"Are you saying that you want to try and kill me?"

"Yes. I am glad your small brain can rap around the concept." Circci waited long enough. "I want my place in the Espada returned to me and I know one thing you don't know."

"Oh…" Szayel reached a hand up to fix his hair, "And what is that? I would really like to see you kill me. We are distances apart and you will never-"

Circci's strong hands were wrapped around his neck before he could speak.

"I told you!" She laughed, sending him to his knees with a swift blow to the stomach. "I told you I know something you don't! Want to know what it is? Is… is that a nod, I see? Yes…" All of these years of waiting for Aizen to die finally payed off. She was going to return to her rightful throne next to Harribel! "I shall tell you, oh master of the mind. You may out rank me. You may be stronger than I when you use your Resurreccion, but I… I have far more strength than you in my natural form! Don't resist me… just die!"

Rudbornn wasn't sure what to do. He looked at Telsa and Aaroniero who were watching the scene in pure shock.

No one had ever just used their bare hands to attack an Espada besides Nnoitra.

"I…I don't wa…" Szayel choked out, letting his arms fall to his side. It was no use trying to lay a hand on Circci. It would send too much of the air left in his lungs to his limbs. "tel…Sword….Te…"

"I am not going to let you use your sword!" Circci loved the feeling of his panicked form under her fingers. I am so close…so… "I'm gonna crush your damn windpipe so you will never be able to use Resurreccion again."

I am close! I can almost feel his last breath…

All right… It is time to think…what should I do? I… everything… so…I…can't…

"Why don't you listen to me, then?"

Who the…hell…are you?

"Someone you know very well. I have just been hiding out here in the dark under a mass of souls for ages."

Who?!

"In fact, this may be my last whisper. Which is rather-"

Save me! Now, voice!

"Oh, dear… I do talk too much. Don't I? I suppose I do. But so do you. It is not much of a surprise as I am you."

What… do you…

"Well, you thought you ate me so long ago. Which is true. But you only ate half of me. Well… more than a half. This voice speaking to you is only a sixth of what is left of-"

No. No! It can't be you!

"But it is. Haha. We are both so full of fun, no? Little me… Little Alair whom you were formed after. Now, what do you want?"

Why are you… being so compliant, Original soul?!

"Because. I like you. I may have complained, but you and I, Szayel. We got along well with one another for years. Now, since you've given me a taste of power, I wish to repay you. And if you are wondering, yes. I am quite twisted. How could you be so, if I were kind hearted? On another note, tell Ceion that my swift inheritance was no mistake will you?"

I don't care! Soul. You have to save me now, or we both die and we both go to hell.

"Oh.. Hell. Interesting place. Never been there."

Why do you keep talking?!

"As I said, this is my last whisper before I use all of my energy and disappear forever."

Then use your last whisper for something useful, damn it! I think my neck is about to break!

"Oh. Yes. A neck. It's been ages since I have had a proper one. Now, how to save it. You. Us. Well….you. Dear little inner voice that took over one day and nearly destroyed me completely. And…I can't see out of the dark. What do you see?"

I don't know. I see…stars.

"Damn… that is a bloody bother. Then, I suppose… You are going to have to bite them."

What do you-

"You have teeth, no? Hell, you might have an extra one with me in here. Yes? You have a set of teeth? Then, turn your head as best as you can and sink you teeth into their wrist or hand. Bound to get to them to let go."

It's the only way, I…

Circci shrieked and Szayel fell to the floor, gasping.

"See?"

"How?! How did you get through my Hierro?! Why you little-"

Ow… this hurts… she learned how to kick from me… damn it…

"I can still get you out of this. Bite the ankle! Three- Oh. Wonderful. I didn't even have to count."

Thank you and… In his blurred vision, Szayel saw Circci taken hostage and whisked out of the picture. Thank you, Aaroniero…

"You have some nice fr-oh no! This…this is it! No! I don't want to disappear yet! Szayel! Do something! I just saved your life! You own me, bitch!"

I know I do…but…

"Please! One more day! One more day! That is all I ask!"

Will Riatsu do the trick?

"Maybe! You understand how well we get along! I will be silent! Please!"

I…

"I don't have much time! If you let me die, I will-"

You can't do anything to me in your state, soul!

"Yes. I know! Please!"

Szayel sighed, to tired to refuse. "Fine. One more day….Alair… one more day."

Author's note: Interesting, no? Take in mind that all of my Bleach Stories (One-shots not included) connect. So, if you wish to know more about this curious turn of events before the next chapter, you can read Life of a Caterpillar and then scream in joy. Those who wish not to, all will be explained inside this story. No worries. :)

Thanks to Spottedmask for pre-reading this chapter and tell me (ordering me at gun-point) to post it.