A/n: Well I'm alive. I have been having some trouble lately, writers block sucks. This came to me randomly last night. I'll start updating again and you can expect at least two to three chapters per story to make up for it.

*Edit: 7/1/11: I have read over the few chapters posted and find myself dissatisfied and appalled that I could ever post something so confusing and not "together", even if it was meant to be a crack fic. As of immediately, I am re-vamping all of my stories and continuing the ones that I can see will go somewhere. I will try to keep on a regular update schedule, work permitting.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any affiliates.

Teal hair, make-up, and all muscle. That is what I saw. The first time that I saw him I became enamored. Sure I yelled and cussed but really, I'm a teenage boy. What the hell else am I supposed to say? I mean damn! Grimmjaw was HOT!

I was bloody well enjoying that fight, but Tousen, being the "all that" that he is, comes and interrupts us. Screw him. I say that he goes back and gets laid by Aizen. Everyone knows that he is in fucking love with him. And if Gin didn't have Hitsugaya, I'm sure that they'd be making an inside out Oreo nightly.

Ew... bad images, bad images.

Damn, I should have been paying attention. I didn't see it. Fucking sword. Oh well, I've heard that Espadas have all the fun. Thanks Aizen.

===GRIMMICHI===

I hafta fucking put up with the new guy. What the hell was Aizen thinking, turning another nancy. We have enough weak ass Arrancar's all- fucking- ready.

And now I have to share a fucking room with the newbie.

Aw great, he's here I think I'll lay down the rules around here.

"Hey newbie, I …"

Wow, what the hell is going on here? I thought that he was a weak shinigami. What the fuck is he doing being an Arrancar, no wait what the fuck is doing having double zeros?

What the fuck is going on here?

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A/N: 7/1/11: Hopefully, I fixed the confusion in this chapter. If not, review and let me know?