Sexy Bleach Girls

(Ulquiorra watched Starrk emerge from the Garganta, holding 'that woman'. The other looked nonchalant as per usual, but his face was evidently hiding some true emotions, something that Ulquiorra had no real way of understanding, nor comprehending. Starrk was a strange one; he had principles and feelings, yet he was lazy, or unconcerned about the comings and goings of others and never seemed interested in fighting, an odd temperament for one whom had been chosen as Primera Espada. Ulquiorra had hoped to cross blades with him one day.)

Ulquiorra nodded to him and motioned at the woman. 'You can...

(Nnoitra chuckled, his stupid grin all the more infuriating.)

Nnoitra: Honestly? You think rationalising that emotion of rage will defeat me?

Grimmjow: Shut your mouth! You have no idea... Don't go underestimating me, Nnoitra. You will learn the hard way.

Nnoitra: The hard way? Not at all. I think you'll learn the hard way when you try to cut me.

Grimmjow: Stop talking and fight you coward!

(Nnoitra's grin was replaced by a blunt look of annoyance, as he decided to try swat Grimmjow away, considering him nothing more than a buzzing insect. Grimmjow evaded the massive scythe-like weapon and swung...

(Raijin strolls through the trees, noting that a batlle had taken place here recently, though he wasn't sure what kind of battle it had been; whether it had involved the Radicals, or the Shinigami. Raijin had heard from Gaishima and Shishira that the Shinigami had exiled some Shinigami, or pseudo-Shinigami, whatever they were. Apparently Captain Chevalier had been among them, somewhat harsh, considering the loss of her Vice-Captain, Acelin, during the Hueco Mundo battle. Raijin stops suddenly, noticing a block of ice, which is slowly melting. There is a shape hidden among the fractured pieces...

A very very old story I wrote several years ago. Only just now, have I finally gained the courage to post it here. My accuracy of how I portrayed a lot of what I wrote may or may not be that much but it was written with how I perceived things. I understand interpretations are not always correct but I really hope this was as close as possible to maybe being at least a little. Also the title might not be too fitting.... Well despite that I hope you like it anyways.

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The passing of days. The passing hours. The minutes. The seconds. Time drudges on as...