... stared at her in disbelief. "I'm not that much of an asshole."
His response was a lengthy pause.
"Shit. Am I?"
Maiko grinned as she turned toward Ulquiorra. "You want the honour of telling him, or do I get to?"
An almost-smile flickered briefly on the stoic arrancar's face. "I suspect you'd enjoy it more. Go on then."
"Kami, you two get bitchy when you hang out together", Grimmjow muttered. "Ok then, hit me."
Maiko cleared her throat. "You kinda have been a prick. I mean, you've done everything you can to make her life difficult, and in the middle of the division rebuilding after the war too." She considered this. "And you've been going for six months straight."
He shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "Well shit, when ya put it like that - "
"We do." Ulquiorra's voice interrupted. "And we have for some time, you just possess a remarkable selective deafness."
Grimmjow winced. "Ok, I fucken get it already. I've been goin' too far. Well, how the hell do I fix it?"
"You could start by actually showing up on time and staying in the office", Ulquiorra muttered.
A pensive look on her face, Maiko considered her next few words. "Well, I was just thinking, it might benefit you on several levels to stop chasing so many skirts. Ah - " She raised her hand as Grimmjo...