A Little Lizard in the Desert

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             An:This chapter was the original author's.

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„And that's why.. my fellow friends we have to ..." ...

Boring. So god damn boring. That's all Shirosaki could think about as he blinked slowly and had to suppress a yawn. He was well aware Aizen loved his long speeches. His long and boring speeches. This guy never shut up when he started talking. He probably loved hearing himself talk. Shirosaki wouldn't be surprised if this over-confident ass talked to himself in the mirror and loved every single second of it.

Looking around, it was more entertaining looking at the other Espada than listening to "Aizen-sama's important speeches you must attend". He almost wanted to bust into his insane laughter, the other Espada looked as bored as he was. The only three listening were Ulquiorra, Tosen and maybe Halibel. He wasn't 100 % sure about Halibel, but if she wasn't listening, she as at least looked like she was.

Yammy was just poking in his ear and flipping the dirt somewhere... ew. Yammy was always a gross bastard, that could only eat the whole day.

Syzael was shaking some weird liquid in a little glass container, grinning like mad, and Shirosaki was sure, this shit could explode anytime. He actually kinda hoped it would. That would at least lift up the mood.

He honestly couldn't remember the names of the weird Espada, that could eat other Hollows to gain their power, or the weird one with the many eyes. They were both boring and stupid anyways.

He snickered quietly as he saw Grimmjow and Nnoitria bickering. Those two always caused the most trouble. Well Shiro wasn't innocent himself, but being number Zero gave him basically a free pass to do whatever he pleased. He could see how Nnoitria and Grimmjow pissed each other off more and more, he couldn't wait till one really snapped and caused havoc. Those two were always fun to watch and fight. Grimmjow was just stubborn, violent and hold himself up very high. Not like Nnoitria or himself were any better to be honest.

Well like he mentioned before Ulquiorra was listing very closely to Aizen's words. This stick in the mud emo always listened to every single word "Aizen-sama" said. Because Aizen-sama was so amazing, and every word he said was more worth than gold. Tz! One day he would slip on his own slime path.

Halibel seemed to listen but he really wasn't sure as her hands were under the table, he wouldn't be surprised if she painted her nails or something. And he couldn't blame her, any distraction was welcome when Aizen wouldn't shut up.

Barragan, the former King, looked at Aizen very calculated. Shirosaki was sure he wasn't listening to what the Shinigami had to tell. He rather waited for a moment to kill him and reclaim his position as king. But could you really blame him for wanting that title back? Not really if you asked him.

And well number one Starrk was sleeping – what a surprise. He even snored lightly! Lilynette was draped over his lap snoring with him. They looked very comfortable together. Lilynette was normally a very energetic child but even she fell asleep after 3 hours of Aizen's "bed time story".

While Tosen was exactly like Ulquiorra, Gin on the other hand was pretty much as much bored as everyone else. Gin was a funny one, always being ready to cause trouble and pull pranks. Shirosaki was sure the white snake was entertaining himself by thinking up new pranks he could try out. Probably on Grimmjow or Nnoitria as those two always reacted the strongest towards such things. The happy glint in his mischievous eyes told him that Gin came up with something amazing this time.

Shirosaki almost fell asleep himself when he suddenly heard the word "Dismissed". He jumped up from his chair faster than anyone could watch and run out of the room. God! Even his ass hurt like mad from sitting 3 hours in this horrible lecture no-one cared about. Why did Aizen even bother? He just wanted to hear himself talk.

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