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Grimmjow's impatience was increasing by the minute. First, where did Ulquiorra get off, taunting their power now. What did he know, he'd been in hiding all the time, the coward. Aizen was no God...just an over-ambitious Shinigami trying to reach for the unattainable. He, however, still wanted to surpass the others. His power now would have been enough to make it level with the others in the top three. He'd earned his right, and he had no right to doubt it!

Living with Shingiami and Arrancar, he'd learnt more than he would have in a lifetime with Aizen. He learnt how Arrancar and Shinigami were not so different after all. They both shared feelings, good and bad. He'd learnt to work with his fellow Arrancar, he learnt more about Shinigami and he'd learnt some new techniques.

When Hallibel appeared, Ulquiorra still didn't go. The Baka was really starting to annoy him...'the betrayers'? Oh, how original...When Ulquiorra referred to their old ranks, he instinctively thought to the 6, still tattooed on his flesh. He'd kept it to remind him of his main goals, and to never stop reaching forward.

When Ulquiorra fired the cero, Grimmjow instinctively launched himself forwards, unsheathing his zanpakuto. His battle plan was test his opponent's strength using his sword, and only releasing his sword when the fight began to get interesting or his opponent decided to kick the match up a notch. He could sense Ulquiorra's power had risen since the last time they had met, but even last time, they had fought on equal grounds. Now, it was just a matter of who had trained hardest during each other's absence.
"Come on, if it's a fight you want, I'll give you one!" he yelled as he descended, speed increasing as he fell, zanpakuto angled for a simple slash attack.

As Grimmjow had randomly attempted to clash forward, he shunpoed to Grimmjow's side, clashing blades with his own. "Ahh, headstrong as always. Let's not assess the situation, and jump into the fray yes? Consideration and planning was never your specialty. Just nothing but brute force, not even elegance." He would then push his zanpakuto forward, knocking Grimmjow away from him. Ulquiorra smirked at Kenpachi's comment. "I must say, you're like Grimmjow's brother. You're literally brute force, but with no actual skill." Not losing focus of his current opponent he quickly sonidoed forward, slashing at his upper torso.

"The best way to asses the situation when threatened is to see how good the opponent is at fighting. Let's see how well you've managed to improve since the last time we met." he countered, pushing back at Ulquiorra, heading back up the column, back to the others.
"So, what your saying is that, the last time we met, you were beat by an unskilled warrior." he said, parrying the blow, knocking the blade away, and at the same time lashing out with a quick fist blow into Ulquiorra's face, his fist glowing blue as the Bala charged up, to add extra damage. With Ulquiorra's sword was out the way, he only had a short amount of time to react. Chances were he would sonido, and try and attack from behind. He had to tread carefully, but strike big and fast.

Ulquiorra caught his fist as it launched forward with his opposite hand, the balas blasting into that hand. His hierro absorbed the damage with ease, Ulquiorra pushing his blade past Grimmjow's blade and under, cutting into his chest using reiatsu to get past the hierro. "Nice try." Ulquiorra silently stated, as his blade wound formed a line across Grimmjow's chest. He then pushed his fist back, sonidoing behind him. "Do not make a mistake, Grimmjow."

Rebecca stared at him, repeating his name. "Stark... I like that name." She quietly said, watching the fight. "You are all very powerful. I can feel your reiatsu. I'm glad I can breath in this."

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( I meant his chest. I edited the post for clarity. )

Ulquiorra smiled, using his single hand to carefully and precisely block every one of his wild attacks. "You're inaccurate. Look at how slow you swing." In his finger, he began charging a large green cero. "You will stand no chance unless you enter your resurreccion." He then placed his finger on Grimmjow's chest, unleashing the cero.

"Tell me Grimmjow. What is the difference between the Panther and the Bat? While the Panther struggles inevitably to kill its pray, the Bat feeds on its own, slowly debilitating it. To simplify this reasoning... the Bat will always be victorious in the end. Why? Because he drains the life out of the Panther, and best of yet... he doesn't move a muscle." Ulquiorra stated, sonidoing behind Grimmjow instantaneously, slashing as he moved by him.

Kenpachi didn't pay any mind to what Ulquiorra said. The truth was that Kenpachi was actually quite a skilled swordsman, but if he used proper technique he would end up killing everyone he fought in one blow, and what fun was that? No, every fight he accepted needed to go on until both he and his opponent were near death. Only then would they both truly shine! Oh how he longed for another fight like that. It had been 50 years since he'd actually felt that feeling, and he needed it desperately. It was like a drug! Kenpachi allowed the blow to land on him as Ulquiorra struck at his chest. The initial strike sliced into his skin, but didn't get much farther than that. Tiny droplettes of blood formed along the slice. It was a good start, but not good enough. It would take more than an emotionless strike like that to do some damage, but then Ulquiorra's attention went elsewhere. Grimmjow was doing a fine job at doing nothing to the emo Arrancar, and Kenpachi could hardly stand it. He wasn't about to just jump up and attack Ulquiorra, what fun would that be? The man was so intent on humiliating Grimmjow that all of his focus was there and not on Kenpachi. It would be just as bad as if he took off his eyepatch and used his shikai. No, he wouldn't attack right now. The only way that this could give him any satisfaction would be to jump in between the two and fight them both! A sick grin formed on his lips and he was seriously contemplating it, but then a Hell Butterfly floated up to him. He turned to the insect, curious to know why it was here, but then he remembered that Du'o gave Hell Butterflies the ability to enter Hueco Mundo. How perfect. He listened to the message and his eyes grew wide. An attack? On Seireitei? Many casualties! "Gee, I'd love to stay and play with you, but if you aren't going to give me what I want then I'm going to have to go elsewhere. Later." With an excited grin Kenpachi ran off the pillar and straight toward the open Garganta gate, headed for Soul Society.