A/N: okay… um… I didn't like this one too much either…
Cycles
They were sitting outside on the other side of a sand dune. Grimmjow lay lazily on his back gazing up at the moon. Ulquiorra was next to him with is head on the Sexta's chest, arms rapped around each other enjoying one of the few moments they had alone together.
"It's almost time for us to go back inside…"
Grimmjow didn't really want to go back inside; it had seemed far too short. "Can't we just stay out here and continue watching the moon?"
The Cuatro sighed, "It never changes, there is nothing fascinating about it. And we have work to do, just like we do everyday." To apologize, he gave Grimmjow a quick but lingering kiss and stood before leaving.
And so life went on…
*facepalms* I almost forgot! Thank you everyone who has reviewed, favorited, and alerted this fic! *glomps*
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