"Uryu, I still consider you a friend, so I will give you this one warning. Get your people out of Hueco Mundo, or they will all die. You've gotten yourself in too deep with them to just leave, I understand that, but if you care for any of them, this is your chance to save them." Ichigo was calm and steady as he spoke to the Quincy he had fought beside and against more times than he could count.
"Die? Ichigo, we both know you aren't the kind of person to exterminate your enemies. Some of them will die, sure, but all?" Uryu didn't bother drawing his weapon. He knew beyond any doubt Ichigo would win any one on one contest of strength, be it with him or with Kenpachi Zaraki. His old friend shook his head.
"Today's different. The Visored and I are going to Hueco Mundo to retake it and bring the Arrancar as our allies. I'm letting my inner hollow lead the fight. They will all die." Ichigo said, wincing slightly. He had come to an agreement with his inner hollow, and they were now allies, if not exactly friends. But still, acknowledging that that much blood would be on his hands hurt. Uryu seemed genuinely shocked.
"Your inner hollow? But it's more blood thirsty than the Eleventh! What makes you think it will give back control of your body once the fight is over? Would you risk the lives of your friends for the sake of Soul Society? You can not have changed that much!"
"No. My friends will be safe. And as long as you do not personally force me to, you will be too. My inner hollow and I are in agreement. It's time to bring balance to the afterlife. That begins with taking back Hueco Mundo. Then I'm coming back to Soul Society with an army."