I re-entered the room with Kitsune at my side. She departed and went to sit in the empty seat by the blonde girl, which I'm positive Aizen called 'Halibel'. Speaking of Aizen...

"So, the laxatives worked?" I asked Szayel.

"Yes, it was very entertaining. You should've seen it!" he chuckled.

I raised my hand for a high five, which he soon gave.

I looked slyly to the left, then the right.

...Then I caught sight of the girl with the black pigtails. Sitting with my master. Not hers. Mine. Her hand caressing his cheek softly. Though, Master showed no interest in her. Actually, he was trying to push her away. It brought a small smile to my face. Though, regardless of whether of not he was rejecting her, I still wanna hit her. Hard.

Hm.

That's not like me.

I know she called me a bitch, but I usually let that stuff go pretty fast.

It can't be jealously... Can it?... No, I barely know him!

I shook the thoughts out of my head, charging up to Aizen's seat, yelling, "Dibs on queen!"

"Fuck no!" Grimmjow yelled in defiance, sonidoing to catch up to me. I sat down in Aizen's chair before him and charged a cero, threatening to release it if he got closer.

"Pfft, your baby-ceros don't scare me," he laughed.

"She has improved her ceros, Grimmjow. They are far more powerful now. She could severely injure you, to the point of me having to help you. You wouldn't want that to happen, would you? And besides, she is Ulquiorra's. His strength is much more than your own, so he'll kick your ass too if necessary," Szayel smirked.

He grunted, strolling back to his own seat, backing out of the fight.

"...How do I stop a cero?" I asked. Szayel paced over to me, slipping another glove over his own and covering my hand with his bigger one, absorbing the cero. "Thanks," I mumbled.

"How fuckin' wonderful. Our new 'leader' doesn't know shit," Spoony-spada snarled.

Szayel took the seat next to me and fumbled around under the table a little until bringing out exactly what we needed. I nodded, understanding, and spoke.

"Spoon-face, truth or dare?" I smirked evilly.

"Huh? Dare me, bitch," he grinned.

"Stand there, completely still, no noises, screaming, movement or anything for thirty seconds."

"The fuck? Have you ever played this before? That's too easy!" If only he knew what was in for.

He walked to the selected spot, Szayel handed me the cold, metal can. I hid it behind my back as I paced towards him.

"Thirty seconds starts...now." I retrieved the can from behind my back and pressed down the top. The airy substance flooded out and covered the spoon-faced mantis, who stood there. Frozen. Biting his lip to the point that it began bleeding. His eyes bulged. I kept going until the can was empty, then I threw it carelessly behind me as I returned to Aizen's seat, which I had now sorta claimed as my own.

I counted down the last few seconds on my fingers. "Five, four, three, two, one."

A loud shriek emitted from the Quinta, I placed my hands tightly over my ears to protect them, as did many others throughout Las Noches, I'm guessing.

He began choking, screaming, and running around like a madman until he finally stopped at a corner, doubled over and showed us unfortunate people the contents of his breakfast.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" he said, gasping for air.

"Bug spray..." I mumbled, twirling a piece of hair around my finger absent-mindedly.

"We assumed that, considering your irritating behaviour and bug-like ressureccion, bug spray would have an intriguing effect on you," Szayel said, not as satisfied as he thought he'd be. "But apparently not." Nnoitra glared at him, returning to his seat.

"Right, Bitch, truth or dare?" he asked, giving me another toothy grin.

"Dare me, I'm not scared of you," I shrugged, still twiddling with that strand of hair. A brief glance at each of the faces in the room told me that I shouldn't have chosen that.

"Ask your li'l Ulqui-kun-" Said person sent a violent death glare his way, but that only made his grin wider. "-out on a date."

My cheeks heated up immensely, probably bright red now. Everyone in the room stared at me, 'cept for Pigtails, who was glaring daggers at me and probably violently torturing me in her mind.

All was silent, apart from one thing...

I heard footsteps coming from outside.

Aizen.

I sonido'd to my chair and pushed Pigtails onto the floor, reseating myself where I belonged. Kitsune also fled to her designated seat.

Aizen and the other Espada who had drunk the tea wandered to their individual seats.

"What did you put in the tea?" Aizen asked firmly. We all remained quiet, except for the Spoon, who didn't seem to acknowledge Aizen's presence in the slightest.

"Bitch. Complete the dare!" Nnoitra insisted.

"Dare?" Aizen whispered, raising a curious eyebrow.

Well, I've never backed out of a dare before, and I'm not going to start now.

"Ulquiorra-sama..." I got his name right! I think. "...Will you... Uhm... Will you..." I shut my eyes tightly and took a deep breath. "...Will you go out with me?" My cheeks felt like they were on fire. I'm not good with romantic situations. Never have been, and not likely to ever be.

He paused for a moment. "...No."

"But-"

"I said no," he repeated sternly.

I opened my mouth to speak once more, but as I did he began to charge a bright green cero, aimed at me.

Szayel interrupted it with his amazing new invention - the glove. Must be pretty incredible to absorb a cero from an Espada.

I frowned and turned away from him, pulling my knees up to my chest and hugging them, wallowing in my self-pity. Even if I didn't want to go out with him, it's still disappointing. I feel so rejected...

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Halibel lean over and whisper to the Cautro. His eyes widened a little.

Aizen sighed and shook his head, unimpressed. "Well, lovely as that is... Gin!"

Gin stepped out from behind the doors, a familiar face framed with orange hair followed.

"I'd like y'all t' meet Inoue-san!" Gin exclaimed proudly.

...Inoue-san?

Orihime Inoue...

"Hello everybody!" she chirped.

"Ulquiorra, you shall be taking care of Inoue-san," Aizen announced. He nodded.

But...but...

"But... What about my training? If he's dealing with her, he can't help me become stronger!" I protested.

"Because... Starrk would fall asleep and neglect her, Barragan just wouldn't, Halibel has her own Fraccion to deal with, Nnoitra would rape her, Grimmjow would probably do the same, Zommari..." he glanced at Zommari. "...same as Starrk, only involving more meditation. Szayel would experiment on her until she's nothing but a pile of guts in a bag, Aaroniero would eat her, and Yammy's an idiot." Said idiot glared at Aizen for approximately two seconds before forgetting why he was glaring. "That leaves only Ulquiorra."

"I... I understand," I sighed, returning to my comfortable pity-position. Am I really jealous? That's twice now... the first time with Pigtails caressing him, the second with Orihime being put into his care.

"Meeting dismissed," Aizen finished.

(Lol, I'm hopeless X3 I was gonna upload this tomorrow, but I couldn't help it. I had to do it tonight, besides, I got comments and I said if I got comments I shall upload, and I got spammed by comments, so yah! XD anyhow~ at chapter 20 I shall change the cover! Yay! I've been working on it all day :P that's right, I'm gonna draw my covers for my Bleach fanfic series. Also, I have some unfortunate news.

I know that most of you love UA, but alas, it must come to an end soon. I have most of the chapters planned out, but enough to know that it won't survive 25 chapters :( I'll try to make it last up to 30, but I can't promise anything. But don't worry! I have several other stories lined up after this one, so it's not over! And even when the series finishes, I shall still write Drabbles, so there :P

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