Boredom

Grimmjow roamed the halls, not looking for anything in particular but trying to quiet the need to destroy something. It had been days since he had spilled any blood, and truthfully he was bored.

Very bored.

This did not bode well for any creature that happened upon the aggravated espadas path. He stalked down the halls, grinning manically at any stray arrancar he might see and relishing the fear they showed as they quickly scooted away from him. Each of them were weaklings, not even worth his time in battle.

As he rounded another corner he lifted his head, his icy blue eyes falling on something that stood out drastically against the white of the walls.

Grimmjow narrowed his eyes; it was the human girl, worriedly peeking out the door of her room. He paused before his lips spread in a feral grin; there was no Ulquiorra lurking around to guard the precious human Aizen had wanted badly enough to secure for himself.

"Oi, what do you think you're doing woman?" Grimmjow barked, causing the girl to jump in surprise before reeling around to face him. Naturally her eyes widened in fear when she saw who she was facing, but oddly they only held it for a moment before it faded away into question and slight curiosity.

A pale eyebrow rose as Grimmjow stared at the strange creature before him, suddenly not feeling so sure about what he was doing. Fear he knew how to deal with, but this human didn't seem to be afraid. Maybe she was just stupid?

"H-have you seen Ulquiorra-san?" she asked, looking up and down the hall one more time just to be sure. "He said I could go for a walk if someone accompanied me…"

Now this was odd. Not only did the girl seem deft enough, but she also spoke to him fairly easily.

Giving the girl his best scowl, he asked gruffly, "Why do you wanna go for a walk?"

It wasn't that he really cared to know anything about her, but he'd be damned if he let her get away without any signs of terror. He was an Espada! Yet, oddly, this human was not afraid.

Orihime blinked up at him a moment before replying honestly, "I was bored."

Heh, her too.

Grimmjow was silent for a moment, idly scratching the mask less side of his face. He thought about yelling at her to get back into her room. That might get a scare out of her, but it would be short lived and he would then return to being bored. And also, if he did do that, there was always the chance she would blab to that bonehead Ulquiorra. Not that he was worried, but there had to be a better solution…

And then it hit him. The corners of his mouth crept up in a feral grin as his icy blue eyes stared into innocent gray ones.

"You just need a chaperone? Heh, this is your lucky day woman."

Of course when he said it was her lucky day he was actually referring to himself and the fact that this would surely get a rise out of Ulquiorra. It wasn't an easy thing to do afterall; the arrancar had a range of expressions that could be counted on one hand alone. Now that he had two hands, Grimmjow thought maybe a few more should be coaxed out of him.

A hand reached out and not too gently took a hold of Orihime's shoulder.

"Where are we going?" she wondered as he steered her away from the safety of her room.

"For a walk," Grimmjow muttered roughly and said no more, his mind too occupied with imagining the chaos this could cause.

So preoccupied was he, he even forgot to remove his arm from the girls shoulder. But Orihime noticed and looked down at it curiously.

"How is your arm?" she asked quietly, so much so that Grimmjow almost missed her words altogether.

Slightly surprised, he snapped his head in her direction, a bark of anger ready on his lips when he looked down to where his hand rested on the woman's shoulder. How could he have forgotten that this woman was the one who could do the impossible? She brought back his arm from nothing at all.

But what should he care? He didn't owe her, not really. It had been Aizen who told her to fix him. Sure, he had told her to bring back his espada mark, but he would have gotten it back anyways.

Most likely.

Grimmjow's grip loosened, but not before he gave the girls shoulder a short squeeze. There, his arm worked fine, that should tell her all she needed to know. He didn't owe her, he didn't owe anyone.

Glancing sideways, he snuck a look at the girls face only to find she wore an odd smile.

The woman was strange. She could bring back things that were gone, she didn't fear him, and her smile made him feel…different.

Grimmjow looked away with a glower. He almost felt pity for the fool Ulquiorra who had to put up with the odd girl every day. Removing his hand he put it securely in his pocket. Then again, the arrancar thought as he allowed his arm to brush against her fingers, she at least could cure his boredom. Maybe Ulquiorra didn't have it so bad after all.

Arrancar and human walked side by side down the white halls of Las Noches, the human enjoying a rare moment of freedom while the arrancar smiled knowingly to himself.

Elsewhere, a figure walked purposefully forward before suddenly coming to a halt. Two green eyes narrowed dangerously, their depths darkening into a poisonous hue as they picked their pace up once more, though this time walking much more quickly.

Grimmjow…

A/N: awww I couldn't resist putting Ulquiorra in there! Sorry for taking so long to update, it took awhile to get this one out of me, lol. I've been preoccupied with UlquiHime, but I wanted to be fair and write a different pairing. Meanwhile, I am still working on that huge ByaHime fic i mentioned some time ago, as well as perhaps another UlquiHime fic...we'll see what actually gets done... Anyways, hope you liked this one, please review and thank you for all of you who have!

--Miss Soupy