(A/N: OKAY PEOPLE! This is a special chapter done in Nnoitra's POV! Yeah! Nnoitra's POV!)
Fucking bitch, I thought as I left the meeting room, rubbing the burns and the tea that rest on my face from that little shit Whatsherface.
I'm gonna need a fucking shower. Either that or I'll stink of burnt fucking... Something... For a few pissing weeks 'til I can outstink it with something else.
I choose option two.
Now I'm gonna go read hentai manga 'til I find something else to do...
...Who am I, that gay fag Szayel? No fucking way. I'm going to watch hentai instead, on that fancy machine thing that Szayel built.
But before that, what's this...?
"What... The fuck?" I muttered, peering at a message written in bright yellow on the wall. "Mah... Spoon... Is too... Big... Signed... Nnoitra... THE FUCK?"
"Nnoitra-sama, did you write that?" Tesla asked.
"NO! YOU RETARDED IDIOT!" I shouted. "Wait... Did YOU?"
"Of course not, Nnoitra-sama! I would never do something so disrespectful!" Yeah right, stupid fag.
I walked a few more steps before discovering a new message, written still in bright yellow, but a bit neater.
"I can be your fork. -Tesla"
"TESLA!"
"Yes, Nnoitra-sa- oh... I DIDN'T WRITE THAT I SWEAR!" he said, probably scared out of his mind.
I made a grimace at the writing on the wall, continuing to my room with that gay Fraccion of mine following. I was desperately trying to keep my anger under control. Aizen wasn't impressed when I destroyed Las Noches last time I got pissed.
On my way to my room I crossed paths with Ulquiorra's Bitch.
"Hey, Spoony-spada!" she said cheerfully. Little bitch. She probably did this!
"Little shit, YOU DID THIS, DIDN'T YOU?" I jabbed an accusing finger at her then the message written conveniently on the wall next to us.
"Did what? Oh, I see you did some artwork with that Tesla dude, hey?" she giggled. I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL HER! I JUST KNOW SHE DID IT!
"NO! WE DIDN'T! IT WAS YOU! I KNOW IT!"
"Nnoitra-sama, please don't jump to conclusions so quickly..." Tesla protested. I whipped my head around and shot a death glare at him. "S-sorry, I'm sorry, Nnoitra-sama!"
I flashed a final glare at her before stomping off towards my room.
I faintly heard her conversing with my Fraccion as I walked away from the scene. Curious of what they were saying, I snuck back.
"Hey, how comes you're so much different from your 'Nnoitra-sama'? I mean, you're polite, nice, good looking... You're everything he's not." Dumb bitch. I'm good looking!
"I don't know... Aizen-sama is strange when it comes to giving out Fraccion. He seems to give everyone a Fraccion that completely contradicts them... Take you and Ulquiorra, for example; you're naive, cheery and playful whilst he's... Ulquiorra."
"Hm, you're right. Bye bye!" I heard some footsteps going one way and the others coming towards me. I bet my stalker is coming back to follow me again.
I swear, these halls are so ridiculously freaking long. One day, I'm gonna do the remodelling myself if Aizen doesn't bother. Knock down a wall here and there. Yeah. Maybe Grimmjow could help and stop being so fucking useless for a change.
"...Nnoitra-sama, would you like me to get you anything?" Tesla said.
"Yeah, the bitch responsible for this. I'm gonna seriously fuck them up," I replied. I'm serious, and he knows it.
"Oh..uhm.." he fiddled with his fingers, "isn't that a little, harsh? All they did was paint disturbing messages.."
"I KNEW IT! YOU'RE WITH THEM!"
"No, Nnoitra-sama, I would never do anything like this, especially to you!" he said worriedly. I still don't believe that weird queer...
Dumb faggot, can't even make conversation within like, twenty whole minutes!
Huh?
What the...?
"DO NOT ENTER"
"But it's my room!" I accidentally spoke out loud.
"What's wrong, Nnoitra-sama?" Tesla asked. Is he blind? "Oh..." No, he's just stupid.
"Well, screw that," I said, pushing the door open as I strolled in. I'm positive I locked it...
A wave of shock came over me as a bucket fell onto my head, spilling the contents all over me... Which just happened to be tuna and pink shiny stuff in a bucket of glue.
Well, at least I outstunk the fucking burnt smell.
Right in front of me, I spotted a sign.
"Don't say we didn't warn you." Fuuuuuuuck...
"I'll just be leaving now... Bye, Nnoitra-sama..." Tesla sonido'd away before I could object.
I heaved out a sigh, pulling the bucket off of my head and throwing it to the ground.
The hell? The bastards decorated my room too!
"I LOVE UNICORNS!"
And,
"WOMEN RULE!"
We're scribbled over the walls, along with a bunch of other stuff I could barely understand. Plus a load of crappy pictures that look somewhat like bunnies.
Suddenly, a ringing noise began.
Fuck, just what I need. ANOTHER thing to irritate me.
I followed it around, trying to find the source of the annoying sound.
This is gonna take fucking for- wait, there it is...
I took Santa Teresa to it straight after the discovery. That'll stop it.
Ah, silence.
Brrrring! Brrrrring!
SHIT! Another one?
I hunted around for this one for freaking forever, too.
A few minutes later, I had found and eliminated that one too.
I had just sat down to relax...
BRRRRRRINGGGGG!
ANOTHER ONE?
"That's GOT to be all of them!"
I finally heaved out a sigh, glancing around the room incase there was one I missed.
Shit, this room is a fucking mess!
Well, at least I know I got all of those little bastards.
...What's that?
I caught sight of something pink lying untouched on my now broken bed. I strolled over to it curiously. I can't believe I missed it! It's hideous!
I peered at the pink, fluffy book suspiciously. Hm, must belong to Szayel. Only he'd have a pink book in Las Noches. I picked it up and read the words slowly.
"Diary... Of... Nnoitra? I don't have a diary!" I yelled angrily.
Well, I could bring it to Aizen as proof that Szayel was fucking about in my room.
Yeah, sounds like a plan!
I strode out of my room with the fluffy book in hand, heading towards Aizen's throne room.
Szayel's going to get into so much trouble!