"Szayel, this is insane! We'll never pull this off! We mi–"Nell squealed frantically.
"If we don't succeed, we'll die trying, if we don't we'll just sit back and watch while she dies!" Szayel roared back. "Now, are you in or not?" Szayel demanded firmly. Nell looked shocked, and her hands shook, she tilted her to face Nnoitra, and then back a Szayel. She sighed
"I'm in!" Nell shouted. The three smirked as they huddled together, and Szayel explained his plan.

Cirucci found herself in worse a position then when she first got to Szayel's lab, because this time she actually had something to loose. She had friends, other than Dordoni; wonderful memories; even a lover. Cirucci smiled, thoughts of drinking with Nnoitra, Grimm, and Nell; sharing smiles and laughs with Szayel; and the sight of Ulquiorra with ice cream on his nose, all came back to her. Cirucci looked down at her knees, they were buckled and her legs were shaking, an uncomfortable breeze shot up her spine, and she shivered. Being in her underwear did not help her situation. Cirucci gripped her stomach; nervous nausea was settling in, that also was not helping her situation. Suddenly the door bust open.
"I've got good news," Szayel said smiling. Now that was helping her situation.

"You guys are gunna WHAT!" Cirucci shouted. She shook her head disapprovingly. "No, I won't allow you guys to throw your lives away for me! You all have too much to live for!" Cirucci shrieked. Szayel was insane, and not only would this risk his life, it'd risk Nnoitra's and Nell's! Cirucci thought. Szayel cupped Cirucci's face gently and smiled, sweetest he could.
"I promise, our deaths would not be in vain." Szayel stated softly. Cirucci's eyes nearly left her head. Was he serious! Cirucci inspected his face and thought; if he has faith, the so do I. Cirucci nodded.
"Okay, let's do this."

Szayel knew that for a plan of this sophistication to go well, he would need the help of all his fellow espada. So, of course he went to the bar, in search of the rest of the espada. "Bingo." Szayel smirked as he saw Grimmjow seated on a bar stool laughing haughtily. Szayel tapped Grimmjow on the shoulder, causing the teal haired espada to snap his neck in Szayel's direction.
"The fuck you want Szayel?" He asked as if he had interrupted something. Szayel scoffed.
"Don't use that tone Grimmy-chan! It's not like I interrupted anything," Szayel stated calmly. "Anyway, Grimmjow, I'm in need of your assistance, Cirucci needs rehabilitation, not surgery." Grimmjow looked at Szayel confused.
"Which means …?" Grimmjow started bluntly, his eyes half lidded as he downed yet another drink.
"It means," Szayel pinched the bridge of his nose "that Cirucci is going to be executed no matter what I do, so I need your help to stop her from dieing." Szayel explained an annoyed tone evident in his voice.
"Yeah, but what do you wan t be to do?" Grimmjow asked.
"Get the rest of the espada for me and meet me in my lab, WITH the espada." Szayel smiled as Grimmjow shrugged and nodded.
"Sure, why not?" Grimmjow took another shot.
"Oh, and Grimmjow. Tell them to bring an open mind." Szayel sighed and turned to go to his lab.

He sure hoped this would work.

About fifteen minutes later, the room was filled with the promised ten espada. "My fellow espada, you've all gotten the chance to meet the 105th arrancar Cirucci Sanderwici, No?" All the espada nodded or whispered a 'yes'. "Well then, what do you all say to assisting me in saving her life? Rewards will be in order." Szayel said simply, as he explained the master plan.

"Those of you who remain, thank you." Szayel said disappointed, a soft sigh escaping his lips. After trying to persuade all the espada the only ones remaining were Grimmjow, Nnoitra, Neile, and himself. He needed Ulquiorra. "But this simply will not do. We know Ulquiorra's loyalty to Aizen, and now that he knows the plan, we need to get him on our side." Szayel shook his head to emphasize his point. Grimmjow stood up.
"I'll go talk to him," Grimmjow stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked away casually. Szayel nodded and waited till Grimmjow left.
"Nell," Szayel double checked to see it the sexta espada was still there. "Go with him incase he screws up." Szayel said sighing. This was going to be harder that he thought.

Szayel's P.O.V.

I now what I'm doing is right, as far as morals go, but according to my so called god, what I'm doing is an immoral sin and it's causing my head to spin. I know Aizen says what he's trying to accomplish is justice but he's hurting so many in the progress, and that isn't moral. Now at times I feel I'm in complete bliss, but other times like now when my head starts to spin I feel as if I'm going mad, but there is always a small part of me that knows there's better life beyond this life of mine. For some reason that part of me always runs and hides. I've never been a man of morals though, I've been taught to fight for what I want and kick and scream till I do, unless I was fighting a superior, especially of Aizen's stature, but …

Cirucci

She's changed so much in less than a week
And for the better
She's taught me of morals
She's taught me that power means nothing
She's made me stronger

She's made me whole.

I take a deep breath and clench me fist. I'm off to beg our king to allow me to execute the love of my life.

Unsteady breaths and trembling knees, that's all I can think to describe me state at the moment. I grip Cirucci's hand and she looks at me as if she's disappointed. "Don't be such a pussy," She states sturdily "We'll be fine, remember?" She said, assuring her and me both, such a strong woman. She kissed me on the cheek and smiled "You promised," I cupped her face and breathed in her scent.

"I love you," I had to say it, what kind of lover doesn't say I love you, especially when their love is about to undergo such a traumatic experience? I watched as her eyes got wide and her mouth forming an oval and she suddenly blurted . . .
"I love you too Szayel!" and she wrapped her arms around me nuzzling into my chest.

There it was; my dream of having that 'I love you' all to my self, that dream of having that embrace, all to my self, all of them; all of my dreams becoming a reality. As the embrace graced away slowly I placed my hand firmly on the door and she gripped my hand. We each took a deep breath as the door graced open.
Aizen's P.O.V.

"Please excuse us for our interruption Aizen-Sama. We have a matter to discuss upon the state of health of Cirucci Sanderwici, my latest patient." Szayel said taking the most deferential bow he knew, just as I had taught him.

"Yes Aizen-Sama, we request to speak with you upon my state of health." She too, respectfully bowed, if she weren't such an unpredictable creature, and she was always so courteous, she'd probably still be a favored Espada, and would've remained my precious Quinta.

"Then proceed," I said coolly, granting them permission to speak.

"I wish to execute Cirucci Sanderwici myself" Szayel stated calmly.

Now that, I didn't see coming
Normal P.O.V.

"It took a bit of persuasion but I got Ulquiorra to say yes," Grimmjow said self-importantly. Nell huffed and crossed her arms.

"Y' know Grimmy-Chan, I did help, don't make it sound like it was all you," Nell said almost growling "Anyway, we have many matters to discuss according to Szayel so Nnoitra, read the details off the agenda quickly!" Nell announced, trying to pick up the pace.

"Granz wants ta know if y'all gots any questions." Nnoitra summarized his gaze hovered lightly over the paper. Ulquiorra suddenly entered the room emotionless as always.

"I have a question, what exactly is my part in this rescue mission of yours" Ulquiorra said coldly his monotone voice solid and fierce. Nell bobbed into Ulquiorra's view smiling brightly.

"Good question Ulqui-Chan! That leads us to the next item on the agenda which is …" Nell gestured to Nnoitra who quickly read off the word 'manuals' from the list. "That's right!" Nell chanted as she took out four small packets. "These are the summaries, rules, suggestions, and what-to-do's on your part in the plan; all conveniently placed into a mini manual; Szayel suggests we all read them A.S.A.P!" Nell explained.

Grimmjow raised a questioning brow "So like, what're our jobs?" Grimmjow asked his full attention on Nell, the woman trusted with the information.

"Well Grimmy-Chan, you are the Las Noches intelligence man, basically you give Szayel all the needed information on Las Noches, because you're the one who usually leaves the restricted areas; Ulquiorra, you are the receiver, you will make sure Aizen doesn't catch on to our plan no matter what, Nnoitra, you are the intimidator, you keep those who interfere with our plan out of the way; I will be the assistant, I'll help Szayel with all that he needs assistance in; and all of us are required to stay loyal to the plan and Cirucci." Nell's tone of voice grew severely serious. "No more questions?" she asked calmly, only to be answered with a beep in her pocket. "Topic no longer to be discussed aloud, please refer to your manuals from now on." Nell passed them out their individual manuals and they all nodded firmly. "Meeting ended," Nell said grimly, and her bubbly attitude later returned "Bye bye guys!" she chirped skipping out of the room peacefully, leaving a baffled Grimmjow and Nnoitra, and an emotionless Ulquiorra.

"What the fuck was that?" Nnoitra questioned wide eyed.

"I suggest we start reading," Ulquiorra informed, as the room quickly grew silent with highly concentrated reatuis.

Grimmjow's Manual

I'm sorry if Nell didn't have the perfect amount of time to explain all of this to you guys but here's how it goes Kitty-Chan, you are no longer aloud to speak of such manner aloud. After my little meeting with him today I told him I want to execute Cirucci myself. Odds are he agreed, or else you wouldn't have this packet, so he's probably a bit suspicious meaning he will probably set up cameras so to be safe, we won't talk about this ever again, and you are only to refer to this manual if you have any questions. Okay! So let's get to the good stuff!

Rules
• You may lie to anyone assisting or interfering with the plan, except for I Szayel Apporo Granz
• You may NOT drink during the time of this mission; you must be at top condition at all times
• You must be prepared to leave what you are doing at anytime to assist with the plan
You must stay positive, we will pull through, no one will die, and we will see Cirucci once again

Grimmjow took his time reading over every single word in the manual, and that's when he realized.

This really was their only chance.