[Reaper] Ulquiorra

Ulquiorra really closed his eyes unpreparedly.

She seemed to be asleep, her breathing was steady, and she was motionless.

The simple bed in his house was made of two boards. Although Ulquiola had a high status in the virtual circle, he was not interested in things like enjoyment due to his character.

When he was in Xuye Palace before, it seemed that he had been sleeping on a cold and hard stone bed, and there were no extra decorations in the palace, everything was almost inorganic and rational.The focus of life, even the focus of "living" is on Aizen.

Grimmjow once thought that Ulquiorra had no mind of his own, just like a machine or program, precise and rational, never making any mistakes, and always focusing on Master Aizen.This cognition continued until he learned of Ur's death. Grimmjow was very shocked and even unbelievable: Why, that fellow Ulquiorah also has the desire to find the "heart"?

That bat... died for such a ridiculous reason?

What a joke!

"Are all Varstords weird guys like you? Or are you the only one? For some inexplicable reason, you want a heart of your own... How could you almost die for such a reason?"

Grimmjow muttered, and couldn't help but walk over and sit on the edge of the low bed, staring at Ulquiola's sleeping profile.

"I'm an idiot for being sad because of your death... No! I'm never sad! I should have locked you up in the anti-membrane bandit for a little longer!"

Ulquiola lay quietly on his side without even moving his eyelashes.

"Master Aizen, Master Aizen, everything is for your Aizen... How boring! It's because you adore him so strongly that I find him disgusting!"

The room was quiet for a long time, Ulquiola didn't open his eyes, and said lightly: "...It turned out to be because of this reason. I'm sorry."

"...!"

Grimmjow was suddenly at a loss for words, and coughed twice after a while, provocatively speaking:

"Hey, have you found your so-called 'heart' yet?"

Ulquiola was silent for a long time, "...don't know."

"Didn't you find your heart from that woman? Don't you care about that woman? What's her name, Inoue—Isn't it Orihime Inoue? Speaking of which, you have to thank me, if I didn't get her from Luo If Li and Menoli are rescued from the hands of the two women, hehe!"

"I didn't ask you to save me." Ulquiola replied calmly, "In addition, your behavior towards your compatriots also disgusts me."

Grimmjow choked for a moment: "I thought it was your woman!"

"I don't have any women."

Ulquiola's answer was still as calm as usual, without any hint of charm at all.

Grimmjow froze for a moment, his face turned from blue to red for a long time before he asked in a complicated tone: "Hey, Ulquiola, don't you..."

"what?"

"...No, it's nothing." Grimmjow coughed, "Speaking of which, you are a cold guy who only knows Master Aizen, and you will lose interest just by looking at you..."

"I don't need you to be interested in me."

"Hey! You bat! . . . "

"Can you leave? This bothers me, Grimmjow." Ulquiorra turned over, and stared at him with green, indifferent eyes. He was obviously lying on a low bed, but his gaze was like It's a condescending look down.

"And if you continue to pester me like this, it will make me think that you have some strange thoughts about me... I'm not interested in that kind of thing."

Grimmjow opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Ulquiola sat up and raised an index finger to him, his expression and movements were very calm - if one ignores the green flickers that began to gather in the air.

"...What are you doing!" Grimmjow pressed his fingers and pushed him down on the bed, "Do you want to fight? With you now?!"

Ulquiorra stared at him coldly, without saying a word.

This posture is actually very ambiguous. The two of them are tightly pressed together, and the hard bed board under them creaks when they move a little.Grimmjow's blood surged to the top of his head, even the always rebellious and arrogant Leopard King, it was rare that he was a little bit at a loss and became angry from embarrassment.

"Even—let me say, even if I have some strange thoughts about you, you can't help it, can you? Don't act as if you can still tell me what to do! Find out the situation, and now you can only surrender obediently Leave it to me!"

"..."

"Hello, Ulquiorra!"

"..."

"I say, Ulquiorra! Don't stare at me like that!" Grimmjow's voice could almost be called a growl, "I didn't do anything to hurt you! If you're really upset, hit me Ah, or kick me away, wouldn’t it be nice to take the opportunity to avenge your imprisonment in the anti-membrane bandit last time? Stop looking at me like that!”

--Snapped!

Ulquiola lowered his hand, and Grimmjow's face was knocked to one side.

Immediately after a clean kick, and then a muffled bang, Grimmjow was kicked and fell under the bed.

"... Pain pain pain pain pain..." After a while, Grimmjow got up from the floor, screaming while rubbing his head and baring his teeth.Suddenly he grabbed Ulquiola's hand: "No way, where are you going?"

Ur didn't look back: "Move."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly pulled back by a huge force, and then fell into a hard embrace.

Ulquiola's eyes widened slightly.

"...You bat, it seems that you are really upset."

Grimmjow's voice rang close to his ears, a little muffled, and the hot air sprayed against the pale and transparent pinna along with his voice.

Ulquiola struggled a bit, but was imprisoned even harder in his arms.

"Hey, bat, let's move to the sixth house. Wouldn't the body heal faster if the circle is empty?" Grimmjow paused, probably to cover up his embarrassment, and his tone became more arrogant and provocative, " I will try my best to protect you for a period of time until you recover!"

"..."

"If you refuse, be careful what strange things I will do to you now!"

"..."

"And don't you often show some kind of boring compassion to your compatriots? It's rare for you to accept the protection and care of your compatriots!" As if to express disdain, Grimmjow snorted heavily, "I hear Said that when you finally fought with Kurosaki Ichigo and his companions, you felt very lonely, didn't you? It's really hard for you, as a powerful Vastord, you let yourself be so desolate and lonely Deserted to death! It's ridiculous, even I can't stand it!"

"...boring." Ulquiola commented coldly, and then closed his green eyes: "But, whatever you want."

In the dark and narrow room, the air gradually vibrated and torn, a black gap appeared in mid-air, and then split to create a black cavity leading to the Void Night Palace.

Grimmjow turned around and waved his hands: "Hey, Bat, let's go!"

Ulquiorra followed without a word.

This isn't the first time they've set foot home together.Grimmjow recalled that when Orihime Inoue was kidnapped, he confronted the imaginary Kurosaki Ichigo in Karakura City, but at the critical moment, Ulquiorra fell from the sky and grabbed him, and then pulled him into the anti-film.

That was the first time they went back together.

Long after Ulquiorra turned into desert, whenever Grimmjow recalled every detail of that time, he would never forget the moment when he was suddenly grabbed by Ulquiorra.That mobilizing battle seemed to be just to catch that woman, and the most important thing that woman brought was to restore his left arm and the powerful position of the Sixth Blade.

Bringing back that woman was first suggested by Ulquiorra and carried out by himself.

Help him restore his arm... Is that the original intention hidden by Ulquiorra?

In the black voice, Grimmjow turned his head and stared at Ulquiola's indifferent profile.Green traces stretched from the fundus of the eyes to the chin, like tear stains.

He is always so quiet, calm, calm and decisive, all compassion is hidden under the pale and cold appearance.

Keep silent and keep your expressions.

But he has a compassionate and precious heart.

"Hey, Ulquiorra..."

"what?"

"No, it's nothing." Grimmjow paused, and suddenly grabbed Ur's hand:

"I said, let's go home."