Shirosaki continued his near-silent walk down the halls of Las Noches, wandering about the large palace, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
The first shoe had dropped when Grimmjow had returned from an attack upon Karakura Town with his Fracci¾n. As Shirosaki expected, only Grimmjow remained. And when T?sen had tried to punish the Sexta Espada, Shirosaki had stopped his sword.
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ShirosakiÆs eyes stared down at the blind Shinigami. ôOnly I am allowed to punish the Arrancar; not you.ö
T?sen didnÆt even deign it necessary to even face the Primera. ôHis disobedience to Lord Aizen cannot be tolerated and thus, must learn the price of not knowing his place.ö
Instead of responding, Shirosaki lashed out with a kick, sending the former Captain into the wall by several centimeters, followed by a hacking cough of blood.
ôWe are not AizenÆs subordinates,ö Shirosaki stated calmly. ôWe are in a mutually beneficial relationship. We serve each other as long as such a relationship remains beneficial.
ôHe does not rule us anymore than we rule him; he is but a client for our services.
ôDo not forget your place,ö Shirosaki replied, before turning to face the Sexta à and lifting him off the ground by his neck.
ôAs I was saying, I will punish Grimmjow for disobeying the rules, my rules.
ôHis actions, after all, have cost us several Arrancar and given the enemy a taste of our power, let alone the differences in power we may offer against their own forces.ö
Grimmjow didnÆt even have time to try to muster any force to free himself from ShirosakiÆs grip, before a bala slammed into his wounded chest, sending him into the wall next to T?sen, just as deeply.
Turning slightly, Shirosaki focused on one of his minor Fracci¾n, a medical one. ôTake them both to be healed, report any à disruptions they create to me.ö
Aizen just kept his usually passive look on his face as he watched the two being carted off. ôYou have a way with words, Primera.ö
ôI am Primera for a reason, Aizen; a fact I hope you remember, and do not underestimate, as Baraggan failed.ö
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Lifting up a hand, he caught a massive punch aimed at his face, the force of the punch enough to crack the walls along the corridor, as Shirosaki turned.
ôYo,ö the tall Arrancar stated with a smirk.
ôAnd you are?ö Shirosaki asked.
ôYammy Llargo,ö the large being stated with a smirk. ôSuerte, I thought this might be a short fight.ö
Shirosaki continued to stare at the Arrancar with his two-toned eyes.
ôAnd now, I can fight the trash before me,ö Yammy finished with a smirk, before his free hand grabbed the hilt of his Zanpakut?. ôBe enraged, IrùACK!ö
Returning his Zqanpakuto to his back, Shirosaki tossed YammyÆs fist to the side, as the Arrancar split in two, and collapsed on either side of the hallway. ôYou should have been informed of my rules of using Resurrecci¾n within Las Noches,ö he stated, walking further down the corridor.
ôPity, the cleaning staff was hoping to go a time without disposing of remains,ö he commented idly, wondering if this was AizenÆs opening move against him, or a test, as the man was so familiar to use.
At this rate, I wonder if any of the original Espada we fought will even make it to invade Karakura Town, he internally grumbled.