Authors note: Hello it is I again, Shirotsuki-Tenchi with another chapter of this lovely story. But first I will like to thank ima-glomp-you, lame Kirby, and xTexyArkx for their lovely reviews and ideas on what to put Grimmjow through next, they are my current best friends. Anywho ideas are welcome and if I like them I'll most likely use them so please tell me. Here is chapter 4 enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, Shakespearian plays or catnip… if you think I do than I have the obligation to do to you what Grimmy did to Luppi in the anime, and more.

Day twenty two
Sunday
Dear fucking journal,

I now have official proof that Aizen is off his fucking rocker and I'm not the only one to think so. It started out like a normal day, (oh how that happens so much around here) until we were drawn into another meeting by Aizen. Now meetings weren't usually so strange, and they usually didn't prove that our leader was insane. But today proved different, especially when Gin had walked in with a smile more menacing than usual. I hate that damn smile.

He was followed by Tousen, carrying a stack of papers. He than went about passing out a stapled bundle of papers to each of us. Upon investigating my paper I came upon a horrified discovery, it was a human play. After turning to glare at Aizen who just smiled at me that damn smile he went about explaining.

Evidently Aizen had heard of this play and had wanted to see it, unfortunately being on the run from the Soul Society made it difficult to leave Hueco Mundo. So he decided on making us do the play to see it. I swear for an evil genius, he's such an idiot sometimes.

Aizen had actually ordered us to learn the play Macbeth to perform this Saturday, he had even casted us each as different characters. Though Harribel hadn't been given a character, evidently she had previously been chosen to patrol that entire day for the play. Lucky her. I learned that I was going to play someone named Banquo, who had a weird name. At least Grimmjow was cool, that name was just lame.

So after we were ordered then dismissed I went to my room to read this play we were going to be forced to endure. It sucks! I had to play a guy that gets killed by assassins sent by the main character! But at least I do get to come back as a ghost and haunt this Macbeth character until he goes insane.

Being forced to perform a play that was created by some human named Shakespeare, (Another weird name) was so annoying. What does Aizen think he's doing? Making a group of bloodthirsty bad guys perform a play? I swear he's fucking insane, more than a psychopathic could be.

And in other news Ulquiorra was stalking me again, I could feel it. Even during the meeting I could feel him watching me, though every time I looked in his direction he was focused on Aizen. So I had to go through the entire meeting slightly twitchy, and I think the other Espada are starting to realize something is going on. They were watching me more than usual today.

I'm not so sure who the others are in the play but I can't wait to see who I'll get to torture during it. If I'm lucky it would be Ulquiorra, I'll get a little pay back for the stalking. And considering it's a direct order from Aizen I'll get to bother him without being maimed, ah life is good.

Day twenty three
Monday
Dear fucking journal,

I spent much of the day much to my dismay practicing my lines for the play (Gah that rhymed!). I wouldn't be participating if it wasn't for the fact that Aizen is stronger than me and enjoys when I rebel. Even if it's only a little he'll release his spiritual pressure on me, it's so strong that I can't even stand. So after complaining under my breath for a few hours I finally gave in.

I figured out who the spork and pink freak are, I mean they were practically bragging when I made it to breakfast this morning. And by what they were bragging about I don't think they read the entire play.

That damn spork, (Considering that his outfits hadn't been fixed yet.) got casted as Macbeth so he was bragging about killing me in the play. I than pointed out to him the fact that I come back and haunted him until he goes insane. He wasn't laughing so much after that, and pink freak glared at me about it. I than pointed out to him that he was playing lady Macbeth a chick and went insane before committing suicide at the end. Neither were laughing as I turned to walk away.

It turned out that Yammy and Ulquiorra were standing in the doorway, both had evidently heard my rant and were staring at me oddly. I merely raised an eyebrow at them, evidently they found it surprising that I even read the damn thing. It shouldn't be that surprising, I'm not that uncultured.

So after walking past them with a smug grin I made my way to my room, glad that I managed to knock those 2 down a peg. But unfortunately Gin waylaid me in the hallway and told me Aizen had requested my presence. That was something I didn't need, all that accomplishment I felt was slowly drained away as I made my way to Aizen's chamber.

Aizen said that I was too angry all the time, and that all of that negative emotion would mess up my part in the play. That was bullshit I thought though I didn't voice it. So he told me to take a mild amount of catnip when I wake up in the morning, he said they should act like an anti-depressant. I glared at that. But to make matters worse he told me I had to do it until he deemed it time for me to quite. What the hell was he thinking? Catnip? me? I just knew that this week was going to go bad.

So I had to go to pink freak and get small amounts of catnip to take a day, meaning I had to go through his rooms. I shudder at the thought of what is contained there. He also enjoyed the fact that I had to take catnip everyday. So he put the small amount in capsule form mixed with sugar, cause of course I need more energy along with the catnip (Notice the sarcasm there). I was given a bottle with them, which is now sitting on my dresser.

A human play and catnip pills, how could this week get any worse? Thankfully Ulquiorra hadn't stalked me today, at least I could get a small break.

Day twenty four
Tuesday
Dear fucking journal,

Today was horrible! And I have Aizen to blame for how my day went. Today I started to take my catnip pills per Aizen's orders and it was fucking annoying! A normal intake of catnip makes me roll around like an oversized kitten, which is a very embarrassing situation for me. A large amount of cat nip makes me act even worse and I usually can't remember immediately after what has happened.

I discovered what a small amount does to me and it kind of pisses me off more than the other 2. When I take a small amount of catnip like I was ordered to, I am cheerful and always smiling. It even gets to the point in which I'm always laughing and affectionate to the other Espada. That is the worst fucking thing that can happen to me!

So there I was walking around all day happily smiling while I slowly rotted away on the inside. I don't think I can last like this much more, do you know how mortifying it is to go around all the fucking time being nice to people!? I didn't even know I was capable of nice!

Stark who I had learned was casting as Malcolm in the play was actually awake and studying his lines. So in my happy induced state I had asked why he was awake, in a very nice manner. I think I even threw the normal calm individual off when I did that, because he stared at me for a few minutes before replying. Evidently Aizen had told Stark that if he does good in the play than he'd let him sleep all he wants for a week. I should've known it was something like that. There wasn't much that motivated Stark, but the prospects of a nap was like the holy grail to him.

Next when I went on patrol I was nice to Ulquiorra, it was so mortifying. He just stared at me weirdly all day, it wasn't until I explained Aizen's orders, (Happily may I point out.) that he just nodded and continued to walk. I than proceeded to happily tell him about my day while I was trying to shut myself up, it was horrible. I could tell he was silently laughing at me, I mean how could he not be? Seeing one of the meanest, brutish, and cruelest Espada going around happily talking like a child, it was just to much. If it was happening to anyone other than myself then I would be laughing my ass off at them.

Unfortunately it was happening to me, and I wasn't laughing. It was all that damn Aizen's fault, it was his fault I was acting like a hyper kindergartner. And it's pink freaks fault for putting sugar in the damn pills as well. He had said he added it in to make the pills go down easier, more like he wanted to see me act like a utter and total idiot.

Thankfully however the catnip wears off after a while and I was back to normal before I wrote in my journal. I have no fucking idea how it would've turned out if I wrote in that condition, and I'm not too eager to find out. I swear one of these days Aizen's going to get what's coming to him and I hope I'm alive to see it happen.

On another note Ulquiorra still hadn't stalked me, this is the 2nd day in a row and I'm starting to think something's wrong. But seeing me like this frankly I don't blame him, not even I would want to see me in that condition.

So after such a day the only thing I want to do is sleep, and pray that tomorrow never comes.

Day twenty five
Wednesday
Dear fucking journal,

I almost got done memorizing all of my lines for Macbeth, there were only a few scenes remaining that I had to perfect. Though it was annoying as all get out I was actually starting to enjoy this. I mean I get to be a ghost in the play and torment that damn spork, I can't wait till then. I came up with something a little extra for the play, my own little surprise for the spork that I'm sure even Aizen would enjoy.

It also seems as though everyone had figured out about my catnip pills, which I'm surprised it took them that long. Did it look like I act like a happy crazed junkie on a daily basis? No it fucking didn't, so they should've figured it out yesterday! Then the bunch of assholes went about taunting me and the only thing I did in my nice catnip induced high was laugh with them. I so fucking hate them all.

Anyway I went about the day like I usually would (Factoring in the fact that I'm acting so damn nice to everyone.) and I learned some interesting facts. For the play Zammari, Yammy, and Aaronerio are playing the witches, which is vaguely funny in my opinion.

Yammy went about complaining all day about playing a ugly old hag, which just made me laugh harder (Which in my cat nipped state sounded more like a giggle than anything). Aaronerio just argued with himself over who had to read the lines in the play, evidently neither of them wanted to do it. And Zammari just sat around with his script all day practicing his lines.

During patrol I happily talked to Ulquiorra who for once didn't tone me out, which surprised me slightly. I mean why would he listen to me? Maybe it's because I'm nice now, I have noticed the others being more talkative around me. I mean any other time I'd be cussing their heads off and now I'm talking to them like I'm sociable, I fucking hate it.

Anyway where was I? Oh yeah talking to Ulquiorra during patrol and he didn't ignore me. It was weird though, because Ulquiorra not ignoring me? It was like the apocalypse was near, it also didn't help that I was smiling the whole time. I swear by the end of this week my cheeks are going to split in 2, my face is already hurting from all the laughing I do.

So after patrolling I went back to the living room to see something odd, pink freak was sitting on the couch staring at the floor with a weird expression. Now normally I wouldn't care but you have to understand I'm taking the feline arrancar form of anti-depressants. So against my better wishes I walked over and asked what was wrong, to say pink freak was surprised would be an understatement.

He then explained that one of experiments had gone missing, it was a very unstable one that would be dangerous if used wrong. After listening to him whine about how if someone used it and it backfires than Aizen was going to kill him, after listening I then tried to comfort him. Yes you heard fucking right, I Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez actually comforted that creep, while the entire time fighting myself mentally. During the whole ordeal I came up with hundreds of ways to kill the pink freak, and it helped but only a little.

So after that traumatizing experience I then went back to my room to lock myself up, hoping that nothing like that ever will ever happen again.

Day twenty six
Thursday
Dear fucking journal,

Today was an interesting experience to say the least, if not somewhat creepy. It first started up when I woke up, I found that my room had been ransacked. How that could happen while I slept and it not wake me up? I had no clue. So after cursing up a storm and searching to see if anything missing the only thing I couldn't find was a shirt of mine. After pondering over this phenomenon I than took my 'happy' pill and set out about the day.

Today the idiots who followed me around every now and then...(I refuse to call them fraccion thus meaning I have none.) Came back today. I had sent them away for a while because they had been bothering me, so when they returned and saw me the way I act with the catnip they attacked me.

Evidently they thought I was an imposter and thus thought to kill me, I than went about explaining the situation in a very patient way that was so not like me. They still had trouble believing but after the catnip wore off and I got a hold of them they no longer believe I'm an imposter. As if the others saw me walking around happily and wouldn't suspect me as an imposter! If they didn't know about the pills I'd be dead by now.

So other than those idiots bothering me today I went about the day like normal, which wasn't weird. But what was weird was Barringan talked to me today for the first time since I've met him. Evidently I seem more friendlier to talk to, which I hate. It turned out that he was playing King Duncan in the play and he was outraged to be killed by that damn spork as well. I than happily told him that I had a surprise for the idiot during the play and he chuckled. Which was creepy even in itself.

He than proceeded to tell me he liked this version of me much better than my other, I myself just can't wait until I can stop taking these damn pills. I hate acting nice to everyone, I don't want to be their fucking friends! I want to kill half of them myself! So I than left and walked around like usual, talking to anyone I happen to come across.

I came across pink freak, there was still no sign of his stolen experiment. I had asked if he might of lost it but he just shook his head, he looked quite worried. I wonder what it could be...and then I remind myself that I don't fucking care. I also seemed to have acquired a nickname that the others like to call me when I'm under the influence. It is totally degrading and I ended up beating the damn spork for suggesting it, I know he did it to piss me off.

So now when I'm in my happy mode I am called Grimmy by the others. It's so fucking annoying! I hate that name! And worse I could swear Ulquiorra called me by that name, though I couldn't be entirely sure. It was during patrol and I had been talking to him like usual, which I'm thinking he's starting to tolerate, and he told me to shut up. I think he added Grimmy at the end but it was spoken so low that I couldn't be sure.

So after such a weird day I once again went to bed and yet again hoped that tomorrow wouldn't come.

Day twenty seven
Friday
Dear fucking journal,

One more day until the play and I couldn't be happier, the sooner we complete this thing the faster it will be over. And hopefully the faster we complete this the sooner I can stop taking these damn pills. I mean how much longer am I going to be forced to endure this?

And if I hear the word Grimmy one more time than I'm seriously going to fucking kill some people. Even Aizen, Gin, and Tousen had taken to calling me that horrid nickname! I swear it's so fucking annoying! And the worse part is every time they call me that I fucking smile with them because I can't fucking control myself anymore!

I sent those idiots away again, my fraccion as they call themselves. But they are not my damn fraccion! I hate fraccion! They were annoying but I didn't hate them so they were not damn fraccion! They are just a bunch of idiots that won't fucking leave me alone!

So I sent them on a mission out in Hueco Mundo that should mean they won't be bothering me for another few weeks. Because lets face it trying to find a rock naturally shaped in a perfect square out in an endless desert was difficult to do. And yes I actually made them do it.

Anyway I finally figured out who Ulquiorra is playing in that damn torture exercise (Yes I actually think that's what this play is.) but I should've known yesterday. I mean I already figured out who everyone else was so I should've easily eliminated all the characters easily. I felt stupid considering it was one of the main characters, I should've seen it earlier.

Ulquiorra had to be playing Macduff, meaning he got to kill the damn spork! Lucky bastard. Well I still had my plan in store for the spork, oh and I can't wait. It's almost worth practicing for the actual play, but it is so not worth the catnip pills. Nothing in the world could make up for the week I've had due to those damn pills.

So now everyone is running around preparing for the play and I really couldn't care less, I mean I'm only doing this because Aizen is stronger than me. I like to fight but I'm not stupid, I know better than to cross him. Only releasing his spiritual pressure brings me to my knees so I have a clue what would happen if I fought him, me dying bloodily. Though you'll never hear me fucking admit it.

Oh and someone's reading my journal again! I found it in a completely different position from yesterday, meaning that someone is reading it and wants me to know. If I find out who you are than I'm going to fucking murder you while you sleep!

Other than that nothing out of the ordinary happened today really, though I can't say the same for tomorrow unfortunately.

Day twenty eight
Saturday
Dear fucking journal,

Today the play took place and I have to say it didn't turn out like I had thought. It wasn't a perfect play but it did turn out pretty decent if I do say so myself. I even think Aizen found it satisfactory. Though a few parts didn't go as planned, but hey were bad guys not actors.

The first big thing that didn't go quite as planned was when the three witches (Yammy, Zammari, and Aaronerio) were talking to Banquo (me) and Macbeth (Nnoitra). Yammy accidentally tripped over Zammari and went crashing into Aaronerio which ended up sparked an argument between them.

Though it interrupted the play it was still quite comical, even Aizen had chuckled when the two heads tried to bite each other. After that however the play commenced like usual, which considering who were the actors that was saying something.

The next big part was when after I was assassinated and I came back to haunt Macbeth. I than put my plan into action, which went off without a hitch. I had waited until the damn spork turned away before quickly and efficiently slicing the black sash that held his pants up, before quickly re-sheathing my sword. It was the best thing to happen during the entire play.

The spork's pants fell down around his ankles, and everyone burst out laughing. It felt so good to get back at him, I mean how often do you get to embarrass someone you hate without upsetting your leader? Aizen was even chuckling as Nnoitra quickly pulled his pants up. Pink freak had glared at me slightly from the side and I just smiled at him happily, I mean I was still under the influence of those catnip pills after all.

Barringan looked satisfied from the audience so it was a mission well done. I don't like the old geezer but hey getting revenge for both of us was sweet because there was more than one person to savor it.

The best part in my opinion was the ending where Macduff killed Macbeth, because it didn't go quite as the play was suppose to. Ulquiorra who was Macduff had even spoke his lines to everyone's amusement, it was actually quiet funny to hear him speak in anger with an emotionless voice.

Anyway Macduff was about to kill Macbeth so Ulquiorra had lunged at the spork with an actual intent to hurt. The blade had sliced his chest which he than yelled about until he realized he was suppose to be dead, in which he than promptly fell to the ground. So it ended up looking really fucking funny, but it wasn't until after the play that the real action happened.

Nnoitra had yelled at Ulquiorra about trying to kill him before Ulquiorra had replied back calmly that he was the fifth Espada meaning that he should've easily dodged it. I laughed my ass off at that, he got embarrassed, hurt, and dissed all in the same hour.

Well after the play was over Aizen had told us that it was satisfactory, in other words he wouldn't have to hurt us. And than told me I didn't have to take catnip anymore much to my pleasure, and everyone else's dismay. No more goody two shoes from now on, no more embarrassing chatting or acting nice to everyone. I'm back to fucking normal from now on, and I couldn't be happier.

There was one thing that bothered me today, Ulquiorra hadn't stalked me in a while and I just remembered it today. It's been 5 days I think since the last time he followed me which was odd. Oh well.

Thankfully this week is over and now I can sleep content, knowing that tomorrow I don't have to act like a crazed junkie. Ah life was good.

End

For those of you who don't know the story of Macbeth here is a quick rundown on the story...

Two generals named Macbeth and Banquo are out one day when they ran into three witches who told them that Macbeth would be the next king. They then said Banquo would begat a line of kings but would not inherit the thrown himself. Macbeth taking the witch's words set out to kill the king who was also one of his best friends.

He faltered however and his wife Lady Macbeth through her greed urged him to continue and kill the king. Macbeth then kills King Duncan and Lady Macbeth smears blood on a guards sword so they were not blamed.

Fearing for their lives King Duncan's two sons which one was named Malcolm fled, making them look guilty. Macbeth than became king but after remembering the witch's words for Banquo sent assassins to kill him. With Banquo dead Macbeth then went without fear, ruling. Though after a while Banquo's ghost came and haunted Macbeth until he went insane.

Macduff a friend of Macbeth became suspicious of Macbeth ascending to the throne so started to investigate, Macbeth in fear went back to the witches to ask for their assistance. They told him he could not be killed by man born of woman, which he translated to immortal. So when Macduff challenged Macbeth he accepted with no fear of being defeated.

But as they stood at the end of their fight Macbeth told Macduff that he couldn't be killed by man born of woman, and Macduff replied he was ripped out of his mothers womb. Thus meaning he wasn't born of woman, and Macduff slain Macbeth thereafter.

Malcolm learning of what happened returned to become king. Lady Macbeth who had went insane from the blood staining her hands committed suicide by jumping from the tallest tower of the castle. And thus bringing an end to Macbeth.

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