HI! It's Sara a.k.a the writer of this wondrous story, I'm here to tell you that this chapter hints at another couple, no kissing and barely any intimate interaction just 1 suggestive conversation than it stops. I promise that is all you will see of said couple for the rest of the story. So please do not stop reading because you don't like the couple! That would break my little heart!

CIRUCCI'S POV
This creep was still dragging me around but this time with a smile and for lord knows what reason, it was a million times better then his frown in my opinion. Finally we stopped and Szayel slowly let go of my hand. "Keep quiet, we're gunna have some fun today, bu-" I slapped him across the face before he could finish his sentence. I can't believe I thought he was gay; this dude's got some insane hormones! "BAKA! I didn't mean it that way," Szayel told me to be quiet but he was the one screaming at this point, freackin' hypocrite.
"I'm the baka! Look who's talking freak show!" I screamed it out of emotion; I really thought Szayel was very smart I guess I thought it would shut him the fuck up, but of course I was terribly wrong.
"I'm not stupid!" Szayel growled, and then he smirked making me stand there paralyzed. "Horny? Maybe," he purred pinning me against the wall, and clasping my wrist above my head.
"R-A-P-E- get the fuck away from me!" I sang in hopes it'd be loud enough to be heard around Las Noches. He let go of my wrists.
"Hard to get, huh? I like that," His grin was SO goddamn irritating. I turned around to walk away when a hand flew smacking my backside causing me to yelp.
"I'm gunna kill you!" I yelled fiercely as I cased after him hoping not to get lost in the hallways.

NORMAL POV

"Cirucci, what do you want to do while you're here?" Szayel asked calmly.
"I want to kill Aizen," She stated simply as she raised a much needed cigarette to her mouth and inhaled deeply. She glanced at Grimmjow who had supplied her with the cigarette. "Thanks Grimmjow, I needed one."
"How 'bout something that's possible?" Szayel stated calmly his eyes still half lidded, running around the halls way an ass kicker.
"I don- Hey! I wanna go to Las Noches Theater," Cirucci sang letting out the cigarette as she started swinging her legs and her eyes lit up. She heard a 'ha' come from Grimmjow and she glared at him angrily. "You ever heard that it's rude to laugh at people's last wishes, I hope this happens to you when you die," Cirucci huffed as a hand belonging to Grimmjow rested on her shoulder and he sat next to her.
"If you want a play, I'll give you one hell of a play," Grimmjow said leading Cirucci and Szayel to the promised theater presentation.

"Grimmjow this isn't the theater this is Ulquiorra's room," Szayel stated confused.
"Aizen won't let me leave the Espada area without Ulquiorra's supervision, dumbass doesn't trust me," Grimmjow said coolly. The door whipped open; Ulquiorra was evidently sleeping according to his 'bed head' look and the frown Grimmjow received.
"What is it trash? I'm tired." Ulquiorra stated with a hint of annoyance in his voice.
"Was someone up late last night? Tis tis Ulquiorra, what on earth could've been so important you missed your bedtime!" Grimmjow joked as Ulquiorra's glare tensed.
"You know damn well why I was up, trash." Ulquiorra's glare turned deadly. Grimmjow smirked.
"I woke you up, princess, because Cirucci here has a last request I'm about to help her achieve, and as you know I'm not allowed to leave the restricted areas without you." Grimmjow stated not telling Ulquiorra the full story.
"Very well then," Ulquiorra adjusted his hair. "Lead the way Sexta," Ulquiorra said calmly. Grimmjow grinned wildly.
"Happily my lil' uke," Grimmjow whispered. Ulquiorra glared at him angrily, and scowled.
"I'm not your bitch, remember who's the superior of whom Jaggerjaques," Ulquiorra hissed Grimmjow did nothing but roll his eyes and lead the group to the show.

As they walked through the next hall Cirucci stopped in her tracks. "I can't go to a place as fancy as a theater dressed in uniform!" She gasped as she gripped Szayel's sleeve. "I want to make an impression." Cirucci pouted to the best she could, making Szayel give in and wrap his arm around her shoulder and sighing.
"Grimmjow, let's go shopping. The lady wants a dress; I'll buy her a dress." Szayel said coolly as Cirucci smiled. For that she would let him keep his arm there.
"Sure, why not?" Grimmjow said shoving his hands into his pockets as he led them out of Aizen's fort.

"Wow, this place is gorgeous," Cirucci gasped. Ulquiorra watched as the girl twirled in place entranced in the lights. She truly was interesting, she had potential, he could tell. So why is Aizen-sama trying so hard to get rid of her? Ulquiorra was truly confused; Aizen-sama could be so strange.
Szayel outstretched his arm and pointed to the nearest clothing store. "Let's go in there!" he exclaimed, his arm never leaving Cirucci's shoulder.
CIRUCCI'S POV
No matter how much of a freak Szayel was he sure knew how to make me smile, though it wasn't necessarily the fact that he was buying me things, but the fact he wanted my last days to be good ones. Why would I want to mess with something like that! I will admit though, I might be taking advantage of him just a little bit. I looked around the store with wide eyes when suddenly his arm left my shoulder. I whipped my head around trying to find him when I saw his grin and the laciest thing I've ever seen was shoved in my face. It was a one piece, white with lavender lace and it smelled like vanilla I felt the heat rush to my face as I stared at the lingerie that was thrust into my view." How 'bout this one?" he smirked as he watched me frowned at him. I smacked the back of his head forcefully.
"I should've known you'd pull some crap like this," I said rolling my eyes as I turned away from Szayel who voluntarily put away the outfit. Suddenly my eyes widened at the gorgeous dress before me. I HAD TO try it on!

SZAYEL'S POV
She was too damn cute picking out a dress! I watched as her interest suddenly flew over to one dress that hung on the wall and I laughed as she tore it off the mannequin. It did wonders to my soul watching her smile. Even if I knew it may result in emptying my wallet. She lit up the store, in my opinion a-
"Wow…," I could feel my jaw drop unnaturally low as she danced peacefully out of the dressing room. The dress was a pretty lavender, and it had a loose, silky bottom that hugged tighter at her curvy waist. The top of the dress was similar to corset, and to be blunt, it made her rack look fuckin' amazing. I found myself gawking at her chest, but of course, didn't notice till a purse whacked me upside the head.
"Oi, Baka! Stop staring at me pervert!" She yells at me but I thought she'd know by now it doesn't do a damn thing. I looked at her trying to look as innocently clueless as I could.
"Why what ever do you mean?" I watched as she grit her teeth, but suddenly let out a sigh, confusing me dearly.
"What do you think?" She said nervously as she stepped and presented herself to me. Wow, that really brought some naughty thoughts to the mind, GODDAMNIT! I really really really need to stop this perverted shit. I smile shaking away my thoughts.
"You look gorgeous," I watched as her face lit up and she smiled like a little kid on Christmas.
"Thanks! I'll just go and buy it and we ca-"
"OH HELL NO! Honey what kind of man you think I am? Why would I bring you shopping and make you pay! No, that just won't do! I'll pay, and go pick out a pair of shoes too!" I shouted. There was no way in hell I'd let her pay! I'm a gentleman, when I want to that is, and gentlemen aren't cheapos last time I checked!
"Wha-"she questioned
"No objections!" I yelled as I walked over to the counter.

Cirucci came back quickly with a guilty look on her face. "Szayel, please the dress is 2,000 dollars! I know you make good money as an espada but you can't afford to throw your money around on me! C'mon I'm the one who's not going to live! I don't need money anymore!" She whimpered so sweetly as she gripped my arm, but being a prideful male like nature intended I shrugged it off and bought her the gorgeous dress, shoes, and a little something for myself. I handed Cirucci her shoes and smiled.
"Tell you what," I smirked as I whipped out the lingerie from earlier and dangled it in her face. "You wear this for me with no objections, and we're even." I watched as her blushed turned a deep red. She was even cute when she looked like a tomato!
"Sure… whatever," She mumbled as I just smirked.
"I didn't expect you to agree to that."
"I'm full of surprises," she said gripping my hand gently
"Ain't that the truth?"
NORMAL POV

The city was Cirucci's playground for the day. Grimmjow brought them to the theater, Ulquiorra bought them ice cream, and now they were lazing around the nearest park in the peaceful night sky. Cirucci laid calmly on the slide staring at the sky. Her mind was content, for one whole day her mind wasn't on consequence, or her execution, or surgery, it was on happiness and what to do next with her new best friends. Suddenly she heard a gasp from Szayel and she slowly turned her head to see what the matter was. "C'mon guy's Aizen's got his panties in a bunch, says we got to get back to our dorms." Szayel said getting up from the see-saw with Grimmjow.
"Aww, leave it to Aizen to ruin all the fun." Grimmjow said getting up also.
"Thanks for the theater, Grimmjow, and the ice cream, Ulquiorra, and the generosity, Szayel." Her eyes watered a bit. "I love you guys!" She cried wrapping her arms around all three of them. Szayel blushed a bit at the thought of that I love you being just for him, that hug, being just for him, and those tears of despair, only his to wipe away. Suddenly the group pulled apart each one with a small look that said 'we'll miss you'. Yes, even Ulquiorra.
"Well we got to go Cirucci," Szayel said taking her hand and heading home. Grimmjow smiled as he watched the two slowly disappear in the distance.
"How much would you bet those two'll be an item by tomorrow?" Grimmjow joked elbowing Ulquiorra lightly.
"About 20 dollars," Ulquiorra stated bluntly making Grimmjow's eyes widen in shock and confusion.

The walk was awkward to Szayel because every once and a while he'd hear her sniffle, tearing at his heart just a little more. Szayel finally grabbed her shoulder and looked her in the eyes, gave her a reassuring smile, and wiped her tears away. "Stop that 'rucci, you're cuter when you smile, I promise you I'll try my hardest to save your life and get your powers back safely. Cross my heart and hope to die." Szayel promised.
"But how do you kno-"Cirucci pouted as a finger was placed n her lips followed by a 'shh'
"I promise," Szayel said quickly followed by a kiss planted sweetly on her lips, that never seemed to end.