Life Before Death

Urahara had just put the young Strawberry-head to bed, despite his protest. He had a cup of tea in hand and was reaching for a small bottle of straight liquor to spruce it up with. "Well then, how about a drink or two before bed?" The blonde suddenly turned to Ulquiorra, and without waiting for any response he headed off casually, not even turning to see that the hollow had indeed followed after him. Ulquiorra was more aware of good manners than he supposed Urahara knew. "So that is impressive, a Greek in my company, and not just your every day Greek, but a Classical one at that. Not to make it sound as though you've fallen behind on the happenings of the world you left so long ago, but Greece is still a nation today. It isn't as large as your great General left it, and perhaps not quite the same either; but, the Sumerians are gone, the Babylonians are gone, Akkadians, Mycenaeans, and the Romans are gone, they're Italians now. But Greece is still there, and it's people are still called Greeks." Honestly, the hollow could have done without all of that, although it was interesting to hear that his own people, or something close to it, had survived till this day, and the rest of the great civilizations had fallen. Ulquiorra followed Urahara back out into the main shop area, the two of them taking a seat out on the porch under the night sky. "I am concerned though, you're still a hollow," "I won't be eating any of your comrades." The hollow reassured him. "Well, I'm concerned about what you will be using as sustenance for yourself." The man threw out casually. The hollow still needed to feed, there was no question about that. "I can go awhile without souls, but at some point I suppose I'll have to find an alternative." He looked back over him into the shop window when they both heard a loud snore from the boy's room. "Don't worry, he doesn't normally sleep that loudly." Urahara laughed at Ichigo. "He's normally a peaceful sleeper. "And, why would you know this?" The hollow raised an eyebrow. "I'm used to him sleeping over here." "Oh? And here I thought the boy was a modest virgin." Uqluiorra jumped when Urahara let out a loud laugh, it was startling to say the least. "No, not like that, Ichigo's still alive, right? He's not used to having to cross worlds to fight demons and what not. It's robbed him of a normal life, so to speak. He comes here to escape that normal life because, I don't think he feels a part of it any longer." The man's laughing had died down, when he finished, his face grew more grave. So the boy was, in a sense, running away. Ulquiorra straightened in his seat suddenly as a heavy air fell over him, he saw that Urhara had felt it too, the air around them crackling. "One of your comrades has come to cause trouble." Urahara smiled, looking out at the alley. The beast seemed to be a few blocks over. "I can't say they were ever my comrades, I never really had comrades." Ulquiorra sighed. He stood from the seat and brought his hand up over his mask. He could still fight, his strength was still his own, still as strong, but it felt unstable now, as though he couldn't hold onto it for too long. The shop owner peeked his head in through the window of the small hut. "Tessai, Kurosaki-kun needs rest, don't let him come after us." Then he turned to Ulquiorra, reaching through the window to grab his cane. "We'll take care of this; he can rest off the alcohol." "Hmm, a test?" Ulquiorra inquired, stepping down off of the porch and onto the dirt lot. "Oh, nooo." Urhara's voice was full of slyness. He smiled at the hollow as he took off towards their target. The Arrancar was right behind him. What an odd feeling it was, to go out alongside a Shinigami to hunt one of his own. And what an odd feeling it was to be rushing around a corner, coming face to face with a familiar Shinigami who definitely hadn't toyed with the idea of having him live peacefully with them. Both men came to a stop and Urahara donned the friendliest smile he could. "Ahhh, Rukia! You missed the gathering, it's over now. Ichigo's rather, well, he won't be pleased in the morning." She glared straight passed Urhara to Ulquiorra. "Taking junior out to teach him the ranks?" "I... beg your pardon?" Was Ulquiorra's only response. "Well, if we go by age, then no." Urahara came up beside her and wrapped an arm around her. "Come on Rukia, don't you want to see him in action? For once when it's not against one of us?" Ulquiorra would have rolled his eyes, were it characteristic of him to do so. He knew the man would be testing him, but to announce it outright, he didn't know how to react. "You don't think it would be asking too much of him?" She retorted. Uqluiorra was right there, and there they were going on as if he was miles away. It was just poor manners to do so. Ulquiorra remained where he stood, waiting patiently for them to finish, staring in the direction of their target hollow. "Ulquiorra, are you comfortable with this? With being asked to come slay one of your own?" Urahara asked, urging Rukia to listen to the Arrancar. "I can't say I really had any of my own, I followed orders, but I never considered myself a part of any social or rebellious group, as you no doubt saw it." He told them both, pointing off in the direction of their hollow. "Now I can't be sure, but trust me when I say he's already fed on someone." He reminded them of the task at hand. Rukia looked shocked and Urahara left her to take the lead once more, the Arrancar just behind him and Rukia taking up the rear. Ulquiorra felt that she had done it deliberately, to take up the rear behind him while Urahara was just in front of him. Up ahead, as they rounded a corner, the two Shinigami gasped at the sheer size of this beast. It had a pointed head, the snout reaching out like a shark's, while it's serpentine body coiled itself around a small gathering of souls. "Ah, I've... never seen so many before, why were they gathered up like that?" Rukia gasped, unsheathing her Zanpaktou. "It may have done the gathering." Ulquiorra reminded her, but she didn't pay him any mind. She jumped into action, bringing her blade down across its face. No luck. It had a hard surface, like Ulquiorra. The beast seemed to freeze, it had noticed Rukia, then Urahara, but when it noticed Uqluiorra standing beside them, not attacking them, and in fact possibly giving them pointers, it roared. It dropped the souls it had in its clutches and surged after him. How dare he! Urahara stepped in front of the Arrancar and withdrew his own Zanpaktou from his cane. The thin small blade let a wave slice through about an inch of the hollow's mask, it didn't even seem to faze him. Ulquiorra, with his hand, gently moved Urahara aside to the right, he heard Rukia's voice cry out from off to the left. "Sode no Shirayuki-" She was preparing herself, but Uqluiorra held a hand out. The beast approached him quickly, its mouth wide open, anger evident in its roar and just a foot or so before it swallowed him up, it froze. The beast's body trembled before the Arrancar. Rukia and Urahara both froze, straining to understand what had happened, their eyes wide. Rukia's look was of terror to say the least, but Urahara showed the utmost interest in what was happening. The beast was slowly beginning to glow, its surface turned to a translucent sheen and it even seemed to shrink. Ulquiorra had his hand outstretched, touching the very shark-like tip of the hollow. It groaned and cried before him, only a few of the groans could be deciphered as "traitor... traitor!" Ulquiorra's mouth was open, the glow of the hollow was slowly being sucked in. As his pale chest increased in size, he would pause to exhale and then increase some more. "He's, eating it..." Urahara said softly, his eyes wide, bright, like a young paleontologist watching a giant carnivore feed. He was in his own world studying Ulquiorra, how he would react to that kind of situation, this also answered how the hollow would sustain himself while he lived with them. His solution took care of several things at once, or so he assumed. Rukia, on the other hand, in reaction to what Urahara said, covered her mouth, she winced as the creature continued to groan. Eventually the body had shrunk down to the size of a small snake. Ulquiorra bent himself down, taking up the fragile body and, instead of waiting until it turned to a translucent sheen as well, swallowed the physical solid body, like a rather large noodle of spaghetti. He gave out an exhausted exhale, sounding satisfied. Admittedly, he hadn't eaten before they'd taken him, so it had been more than just the three to four days he'd been in that cave after fighting the boy. He turned to them both, his look strong, solid, he showed no remorse. "How could you?" Rukia asked him, her expression almost disgusted. "Would you rather he be left to torment those souls?" He asked, rubbing his jaw, it had been opened wide for quite some time while he swallowed up the beast. "But, he was..." "A hollow?" he asked plainly. "Surely you've heard of hollows eating each other." "Cannibalism..." Urahara whispered excitedly. "This is..." He couldn't find words for it. "That works? You can eat them and gain sustenance?" He asked the hollow. "I can, if it's of any comfort to you. I won't be needing the souls of the innocent to help sustain myself, this will work just fine. I imagine it would save you some trouble as well." He looked back at the souls the hollow was about to devour. They knew what he was; they knew to recoil in fear. Urahara and Rukia both looked from them to Ulquiorra, the shop owner holding his hand up before them to calm them, smiling sweetly. "Now now." He began, as Ulquiorra turned from the scene, heading back to the shop. Rukia joined him. She left Urahara to deal with the stressed souls and silently walked beside him. He could tell by her expression that he hadn't won her over at all, then again, he wasn't really trying. That hollow had indeed given him the strength he needed. He didn't feel quite so empty, without it. "I guess that does take care of that." She said at long last, though she still seemed utterly disgusted at having just witnessed one being devour one of its own kin. "Is it... something you can stand?" She asked him. "It's not uncommon, so I suppose it's something I can stand, I feel much better after having consumed him." That didn't seem to make it any better, she threw her hand over her mouth again, stopped to fall back behind him by a few feet. "It's either that, or I could consume you and your companions." He threatened, his voice dull. She nodded to him, continuing to walk once more until they reached the hut. Somehow Urahara had beaten them there. He patted Rukia on the shoulder, giving her an overly friendly smile. "I feel it's bedtime now, I suppose you can do as you please, you're welcome to stay here of course, although Ichigo and Ulquiorra here will be sharing the only other spare room I have, and the boy's already passed out cold. *Right as Urahara had mentioned the boy, a loud high pitched scream, followed by "WHY DO I ALWAYS WAKE UP WITH YOU UNDER MY COVERS?!" had pierced the air. It was Ichigo. The poor boy sounded utterly distressed. "I was just making sure you were feeling alright!" Tessai complained as a sound punch came from the other room. "Yeah, I believe it's bedtime." Urahara gave her a look of distress and she nodded to him, heading back to her closet in Ichigo's bedroom, she'd be afraid of the chore that he would push on her in the morning anyway, should she choose to stay at the shop. Urahara waved goodbye to Rukia; Uqluiorra, on the other hand, simply followed the way inside and down the hall. He stepped aside for a frustrated Tessai to pass, nursing a rather swollen looking cheek. Upon entering the room, he defended himself from a flying pillow. It seemed the boy was still quite drunk. He paid it no mind and found himself a spare rolled up mat and pillow and sheets to lay out beside Ichigo. "What is that?" Ulquiorra asked curiously as Ichigo turned on a rather noisy instrument. It didn't seem noisy to the boy of course, but the whir of machinery inside went straight to bothering Ulquiorra. "It's a computer. I brought it over so I could finish my homework." He lied. Well the boy did have homework, but he fully intended to make a journal of Ulquiorra. Ever since the cave, he hadn't been able to keep the Grecian scenery out of his mind. "You'll turn it off when you're done right, it's distracting." The hollow winced, bringing a hand to the side of his head, as though it was giving him a headache. Ichigo nodded, his shoulders slumping a bit. He hadn't even started, but he could get the cave scene down right? He watched Ulquiorra roll out his matt before he turned back to the computer, not meaning to stare. The hollow stripped off the clothing he'd been given, down to nothing, letting his naked pale body glow under the soft light. "You're sleeping like that?" Ichigo complained, averting his eyes. Ulquiorra didn't answer him, he stood before the boy, facing him, enjoying the look of shock on his face. So modest. He sighed, finally settled down onto the matt, pulling the thin sheets up over himself and watching Ichigo secretly. The boy watched the sheets cling to Ulquiorra's body, they were thin after all. How amusing. "Goodnight then." Ulquiorra told him. "You use that phrase?" Ichigo asked him suddenly, surprised. "Yes, now stop being so noisy." Great, his roommate for tonight was a bossy one, this would be fun. Ichigo rolled his eyes. He set himself to begin, starting was always the hard part, but eventually, he'd forced a good beginning out and now it was just pouring out of him. It wouldn't take long. After a good hour or so, the boy had the cave scene down as best as he could hope for. He wasn't a straight-A student, but he still knew how to recount an event in a somewhat literate way. It had become a sort of diary entry, but for now it would do. He planned on going back over and changing a few things later. The strawberry-haired boy stopped typing. He rubbed his eyes, and then the insides of his thighs, not daring to venture any closer. Recounting the whole ordeal was enough to drive him nuts. With a slumbering hollow beside him, he didn't want to be caught like that. Ichigo sighed and turned off the monitor, moving to lie down. "You'll turn the other half off, right? It makes odd noises at night." Ulquiorra asked him. He was awake, and he didn't sound groggy, so he'd been awake for a while. Ichigo hesitated, swallowing hard before he turned the screen back on, saving what he had typed up thus far before shutting down his computer, its screen going blank. "... Night." He said, before laying himself down. "What is it you're studying?" he heard, and turned to see Ulquiorra facing him. They weren't a couple of teenage girls gossiping about cute boys, but still he felt rather silly like this. "Stuff...." He couldn't think of a subject quick enough. "Ge...ography..." he said hesitantly. "No," Ulquiorra sat up, scooting closer to Ichigo. "Unless, in this day and age, the likes of teenage boys has changed, geography wouldn't do this to you." He ended that with a reach for Ichigo's hip, firmly sliding his hand over the boy's tented pajama bottoms. Ichigo recoiled and tried to force Ulquiorra's hand away, but he kept it there, buried in the boy's groin. "S-stop it!" He whispered loudly, wincing at the suddenly jolt of lightheadedness. "I, I'm serious." "No you're not." Ulquiorra said simply, softly, swinging his legs around so that he sat Indian-style instead, taking his place beside Ichigo and beginning to rub the boy harder. It was working, those teenage minds were a mess with hormones and he couldn't help but throw a hand over his mouth, his eyes heavily lidded and watching Ulquiorra's hand massage him through his pants. "What were you typing?" Ulquiorra asked again, leaning down to blow over Ichigo's ear. The boy was so helpless, his eyes rolled back momentarily as he swallowed a moan, refusing to answer and clapping his hands over his mouth. He glanced over as he heard Ulquiorra moving and saw that he did indeed have his own erection, only it wasn't restrained by cloth. The hollow crawled atop Ichigo, straddling, but keeping himself from sitting down in Ichigo's lap. His massage stopped and he took Ichigo's hands captive, forcing him to verbalize how it all felt. The boy was watching where their groins met, he was waiting for Ulquiorra to grind his cock into Ichigo's concealed one, but he didn't, he moved up only enough for the tip to brush over Ichigo's, then pulled back as the boy answered with a shallow buck. Ulquiorra leaned down over him, making sure to keep Ichigo's hands still while he continued to tease with only light touching of their groins. "What were you typing?" He whispered against Ichigo's ear, his voice was a harsh warm breeze against the boy's flesh and he arched up sharply against Ulquiorra, trying to force his erection into the other's, but he failed. Ulquiorra calculated this and pulled back at just the right moment. How frustrating. The boy bent his knees suddenly, bringing them up behind Ulquiorra and knocking him deeper into his lap, but the hollow's thin slender legs had strong muscles in them, which lifted him up just out of reach. "Please..." Ichigo begged softly, needing some sort of contact. "Tell me, I promise I'll reward you." Ulquiorra whispered even more softly, biting at the soft lobe of Ichigo's ear. Ichigo bit his lip. He didn't know how long this would go on for, and he figured that if Ulquiorra wanted his recounting of the cave deleted, he wouldn't know about backup files and wouldn't know whether Ichigo had really deleted it or not. "The cave..." he said softly, shutting his eyes, it took more effort than he though. "The cave?" Ulquiorra asked, letting their cock brush softly once more. "When we were in the cave, your history that you showed me... but also..." with that, Ulquiorra gave Ichigo a good hard grind, covering the boy's mouth with his hand when, just as he'd expected, the boy gave out a loud groan. "You were retelling of my intention to help you feel?" He asked, sounding interested. "Uh-huh." Ichigo groaned out against Ulquiorra's palm, the euphoria of that hard rub fading quickly, being replaced with the need for more contact. He found a bit of flesh with his tongue and awkwardly bit at it to get the hollow to remove his hand, earning a surprised look. "What did you mean... by reward?" He asked shyly, his brows furrowed, a deeper blush rising up from his neck. "I had an idea of what it should be, but I don't know if you'll recoil from the offer or not." Uluiqorra stated softly against his neck, tracing his tongue down towards Ichigo's neck. Ulquiorra traced his fingers over Ichigo's lips momentarily before getting the teen to suck on them, lathering them nicely with his tongue. This, the hollow withdrew and traced back over his right hip, around his cheek and found his tightly puckered hole. Ichigo wouldn't know until he opened his eyes. Ulquiorra was nestled down in the boy's groin finally, and Ichigo made light work of bucking up against him, although Ulquiorra quickly stopped the motion. He sat back, one firm hand slowing Ichigo's motions while the other slipped a single finger inside himself, followed by another. Once Ichigo understood what it was Ulquiorra was doing, he sat up on his elbows. "Wait, I don't know if I can... if, you know." He blushed. The hollow punished Ichigo with a well aimed at twist his nipple, and through a cotton shirt no less. It wasn't hard though, the boy's nipples stood out form the shirt. Ichigo fell back from his perch, gasping and bit back a moan. "When I said promise it was more of a demand." Ulquiorra said, his voice shallow and he let his head fall back a bit, seeking out his own prostate. That same hand removed itself from Ichigo's nipple, and as Ulquiorra inhaled sharply, it caught a fair amount of pre-cum from his cock, holding it safely in his hand. He was good at this, for those times when he hadn't any oil or lubricant around. Ichigo on the other hand, bit his lip when he saw the hollow jerking softly from his own actions. Ulquiorra pulled three fingers out, figuring he was stretched enough; he still wanted to prove to the boy that he was more a skilled prostitute, and not a loose whore. He pushed Ichigo's knees back a bit, enough to slide down and then between the boy's legs. Ichigo protested only a little when his pajama bottoms were pulled down over his cock, but when the warm hand with hot pre-cum coated it generously, he gave up his complaints and dropped his head back to the tatami mat. Ulquiora's breath startled the boy, but not as much as his lips, or his tongue, or the entire hot cavern of his mouth. Ichigo was average, maybe a little more than average size, but at that moment, he swore he felt himself grow even more. Ulquiorra had his base in hand, and his tongue swirled over Ichigo's tip, just as his own head swirled and he had to hold onto the edges of the mat tightly. The tongue was made hard for a moment, prodding the pre soaked slit stubbornly, making the boy gasp sharply and then it softened over the spongy head. "I might be noisy." He warned. "You're not coming yet." Ulquiorra warned him, sliding all of his mouth down over the boy's length. Ichigo bit his lip as he felt his tip push passed the back of Ulquiorra's throat and then slide slowly back out. He didn't realize that it wasn't a blow job, Ulquiorra was preparing him, he was making sure the boy was lubed enough, so he wouldn't be hurt. Ichigo was a virgin after all, all he knew with the palm of his hand or a warm pillow. You couldn't blame him for being normal, he didn't live in a time when sexuality was expressed openly and freely among the citizens like Ulquiorra's world. He was taught that masturbation was a disgraceful thing, of course, Uqluoirra could tell him otherwise. The hollow removed himself from between Ichigo's legs and, making sure to position himself carefully, moved up to straddle the boy once more. He reached one hand back, taking Ichigo's cock in hand and rubbing it against his anus. The boy hadn't really known what Ulquiorra was planning, he was afraid that Ulquiorra had planned on taking him, although it didn't seem that way now, he was thankful when he felt the hollow lowering on top of him, adding pressure and hissing a little. It sounded painful, but he didn't think it was to Ulquiorra. The hollow's mouth fell open when he felt the head suddenly pop in, he waited, watching Ichigo and gave the boy a good squeeze of his muscle before continuing. Ichigo was panting softly, his head pulled forward to watch. Ulquiorra's back was straight, he sat perfectly upright as he took in all of Ichigo, it wasn't until he was all the way in that Ulquiorra leaned forward a little. He looked down at Ichigo, breaths shallow. "Generous reward?" He asked softly, leaning down further to nip at Ichigo's ear. The boy nodded.. The two of them let small moans out as Ulquiorra began to rock against the one beneath him. What Ichigo found erotic, was that it wasn't a simple rock, it was a slow undulation of his hips. His back was rounded at the start of the motion, and he would drag his groin, from the middle of his back down over Ichigo, feeling the boy's hard cock slip from inside of him a bit, just a little bit, and then his back would straighten, and transition to a soft dipping curve, dragging his groin back over the boy until his spine curved again, pushing himself down over Ichigo's cock once more. It was a simple appealing motion that Ichigo couldn't help but moan at, the muscles always convulsing lightly, teasing him inside while the hollow continued. Ulquiorra's hand slid up under Ichigo's shirt as they grinded into each other more, his fingers finding a hard nipple and brushing over it lightly, eventually moving onto rubbing it and then pinching it. "If you get to be too noisy, bite me to muffle yourself." He offered. Although it was more of a warning, but to Ichigo it was to help him, and he leaned his head up a bit, biting at Ulquiorra's collar bone and gathering a bit of skin into his mouth. He simply held it there at first, but as the hollow began to speed up, Ichigo's head spun about and he didn't realize how hard he was biting until he tasted a sharp nickel flavor in his mouth. He gasped softly, releasing the hollow and apologizing. "Don't stop, it doesn't hurt me like it would you." Ulquiorra reassured him, and Ichigo reluctantly, at first, moved on to another fresh bit of skin, this time in the crook of Uqluiorra's neck. Ichigo's breaths came much shorter, and much more quickly, as did Ulquiorra's, but they were still just as quiet. The boy wrapped his arms up around Ulquiorra's, gripping at them tightly as he felt a rising flame beginning to swirl around inside him. Ulquiorra felt this, and he wasn't even close, but it was a promise to the boy for telling him his secret. He was, after all, far more used to these activities than a fifteen year old boy. He picked up his pace, aiming for his own prostate, knowing that he was still allowed to have fun himself. He felt his head begin to spin just as Ichigo's bite tightened on his neck, drawing yet more blood. Ichigo's hips thrust up against him and the hollow couldn't help but gasp at the pleasing sharp pains inside of himself before Ichigo stopped. He looked down at the boy, watching the look of ecstasy and shock on his face beneath lazily splayed fingers. Ichigo's chest rose and fell sharply and he still had tiny tremors of convulsions running up and down his body. Ulquiorra stopped. He watched Ichigo while one of his hands had taken to stroking himself, a strong hard grip. He gave a small twist of his hips, hitting his prostate and eliciting a sudden gasp from Ichigo, who looked up just in time to see Ulquiorra spill on his belly. He would have protested at that as well, but in all honesty, he had to bite his lip to keep from moaning at the sight. Ulquiorra removed himself, shuddering as the boy slipped out of him. He looked satisfied, even if it wasn't the best, each one is good in its own unique way. He got to dominate, so to speak, the boy who had been determined to beat him. Even if he was still technically bottom, Ulquiorra had come out on top this time. He simply rolled over onto his mat, whiping his hands in the sheets, and then gathering them to rub between his legs, partly to clean up a little of the mess, but also simply to rub out any remaining tremors of orgasm left. Ichigo was doing the same, just, without the sheets, he had his hand wrapped firmly around himself and squeezed a few times, and then just left it there. The hollow had to suppress a smile as the boy looked confused at himself. He wanted to shower, and it sounded like a good idea to Ulquiorra, but Ichigo began to go on about how the smell and possible loud noises and then the sudden use of a shower would raise suspicion from the shop keeper. He didn't want to risk that obviously. "Just wait until morning." He told him. The boy had gotten very little sleep, he just had great first sex, and was probably still going to have a hangover in the morning. "I know, I just don't see how you can sleep in this.." He laughed softly. Ulquiorra closed his eyes and cleared his throat, encouraging the boy to be quiet now as he tried to sleep. Ichigo understood and fell silent, but was mostly unable to fall asleep for at least another hour. He rolled over onto his side and thought for a moment of what had just happened, if he would put this in the journal, or if he would even want anyone to know. But before he could come up with a good answer, he was asleep, and so remained until morning. ~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~:~ (( I wrote a lot of ooc, and you don't have to read it. )) I promised you a lemon, didn't I? XD And I promise there will be plenty more to come >.> ... Author's notes: * I made another funny. If you haven't seen "The Way the Bleach Boys Mate" by BloodAmulet on Youtube you should see it, it's hilarious. This is in reference to an Ichigo x Tessai moment in the AMV. Please Review! I could always use suggestions. I won't know how to make it "good for you" if you don't tell me how good or horrible it was. Creative criticism though, please. XD If you have questions, or want to see more or less of something, or if you're a history nerd like I am and want me to try and include something, tell me! Author's Comments: So if you noticed that a piece in there sounded remarkably like a snippet from the first chapter, you are correct! You deserve a prize. ^w^ I tried to connected the two, since I'll be jumping around a bit throughout the chapter, especially with Ulquiorra's life visions. I wanted to add a little consecutiveness to it. It'll fall into a more linear pattern, or the present will, at least, Ulquiorra's life will continue to jump around a bit.