"I'm gunna spit on that man whore the first chance I get! You just watch me!" Cirucci slurred angrily as she opened the door to Szayel's lab with Nell supporting her with her arm around her waist. Nell let go of her grip on the violet haired female and Cirucci stumbled onto the table for support and walked into the next room quickly lying on the nearest object with a quiet 'oof',
"She's been drinking. Great Nell, she's got test's to do tomorrow I can't do the tests with alcohol in her system! It'll mess everything up." Szayel said gently moving the hairs in his face out of the way.
"If it makes you feel better, she's a real entertaining drunk, and she seemed to get along with Nnoitra and Grimmjow." Nell said smiling tiredly.
"Go to bed Nell you look tired, I'll take care of her."
"Of course you will tiger," Nell purred.
"Oh shut up 'n go" Szayel smiled as he closed the door quietly behind Nell.

Szayel calmly walked into the room Cirucci was laying the medical bed closest to the door. "Hey," was all she said when she saw him walk into the room from the corner of her eye. Cirucci got up off the medical bed and sat next to Szayel on the couch lazily. "I know your gay but, can I have a hug?" Cirucci said holding her arms out. Szayel's eyes widened.
"Who said I was gay!"
"Nnoitra, but you are, aren't you?"
"NO!"
"Oh. Can I have a hug?"
"Why?"
"Because I've been through a lot today! You Meany!" Cirucci pouted her arms still up.
"Okay, okay! I just thought it was kinda random!" Szayel said defensively. Szayel wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his head on hers and she did the same, only nuzzling her head in his chest. Then right at that moment Szayel heard something that made his heart skip a beat. He had sworn he heard a soft 'thank you' escape her lips, and that made him want that moment to never end. The two stood there until Cirucci's body went limp and Szayel looked down only to find a sleeping Cirucci in his arms.

The morning came quickly, which was much to Cirucci's disappointment because for what ever reason that was when the hangovers kicked in. Cirucci held her head between her legs with her hands rubbing her temples. "Okay I can do the tests now," Cirucci said standing up straight just to find Szayel wasn't in the lab. She walked around the corner and headed for the first day when she heard a familiar voice.
"What the hell am I supposed to- I mean- GAH! Does Aizen think I'm a miracle worker! I can't do it in three days! That's practically like killing her!" That was definitely Szayel but what worried her was what exactly he was talking about!
"Aizen's orders Octavo, not mine. I'm leaving now." Now there was a new voice. It was cold and blunt too. It was stale emotionless and even a bit broken. All she new was that by the way he talked to Szayel he had to be his superior. Suddenly the door handle fidgeted lightly and Cirucci backed away from the door quickly. The door opened a pale man with black hair that ended about the center of his neck and the most interesting feature of this man was his huge, emotionless but equally gorgeous green orbs. "Granz, is this her?" 'Who's Granz, does he mean Szayel, and why's he pointing at me! Didn't his parents ever tell him it's rude to point?' Cirucci pushed her head lightly past the man's shoulder to face Szayel her head desperately searching for answers. Ulquiorra quickly moved to the side letting her go to Szayel, which she did, practically full force.
"Szayel, who is this guy!" Cirucci asked desperately.
"Cirucci, this is Ulquiorra Shcifer, the quarto espada and he just came by to send me a message from Aizen-Sama." Szayel said calmly. Cirucci's head started to ache again, that bastard really had gotten to her head.
Ulquiorra looked at Cirucci with a look of disappointment. Nothing but a simple nod came from Ulquiorra as he walked away and Cirucci didn't blink once till she heard him close the door. "What a dick!" Cirucci gasped. Never once had she met a person that judgmental at first glance. Szayel slapped her hand playfully.
"Don't talk in such a manner to your superiors!" Szayel smiled.
"Well let's get these goddamn test's outta the way," Cirucci said heading for the door when suddenly Szayel's hand gripped her arm.
"You're hung over, you won't be at the best of you're abilities if we do them today so we're just gunna have to spend the day lazing around Heuco Meundo." Szayel said coolly as he took her hand and lead her to lord knows where.

CIRUCCI'S POV

I have absolutely no clue where this psycho is planning on taking me, but for whatever the reason I trust him. I hate that grin of his! It's so goddamn mischievous! Makes me wanna slap him across the face…"Where are we going freak show?" I finally mutter. Do you know just how hard that was to say while he's dragging me by the hand full speed! Very, very hard!
"It's a secret!" He said this so smugly it made me wanna slap him again and even worse he still didn't stop grinning so stupidly!
"Tell me,"
"No,"
"Tell me!"
"Make me!" He purred as he pulled me close to him like in a hug. I felt the heat rise to my face, and pulled him away. If there was anything I remembered from drinking last night with Nnoitra, Grimmjow, and Nell it was that Nnoitra was 100% positive that Szayel was gay-to-the-max, and part of me wished that wasn't true. WAIT! WHAT!
"What's the matter? You didn't hesitate to hug me last night," Szayel smirked, and I could literally feel me eyes pop out of my head
"You're lying! I know you are that never happened! You're gay!" I did nothing but shriek at what he said. I saw Szayel frown and my heart raced.
"I told this yesterday when you were wasted, I Szayel Apporo Granz, an NOT gay!" Szayel growled and did nothing but grab my hand assertively. "Let's go." He said never looking up.
"No," I said staying in my place refusing to move. "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings Szayel I didn't remember you hugging me, or what you said. I only remember me flashing one of the bartenders, ranting about Aizen and Nnoitra calling you gay." I said seriously looking him in the eye. I didn't want him to hate me. Especially when my life was in his hands. Then the unexpected happened.
"YOU FLASHED A BARTENDER! BWHAHAHA! I SHOULDA BEEN THERE! HAHAHA DON'T THINK I WONT USE THAT AGAINST YOU! HAHA!". His fit of laughter pissed me off.
"Shut up I was trying to comfort you! Not getting you to laugh at my drunken stupidity!"
This idiot was going to be the death of me.