"Are you fucking kiddingme?" roared Lilynette, sprinting back from the site of her crash landing. "I'm gonna tear her head off!" She leapt at the tiny girl's back, zanpakuto digging downwards.
Yachiru watched the predator's descent with big eyes. A pink spark raced in a circle round her feet, and a funnel of blazing neon reiatsu gusted upwards, snapping demonic cat-like jaws.
"Uh-oh," warned the vice-captain cutely as her attacker went flying for the second time. "If you hurt me, Ken-chan will get mad, and then the battle won't last so long. You gotta be careful of him."
"Careful of him?" spat the blonde. "I'm more worried about you! Starrk! Let's do this properly!"
"Ehh."
"NOW!" commanded his subordinate, headbutting the Primera in the back of his skull. Her horn stabbed him painfully.
"Okay, okay! I'll do it! Just stop…abusing me!" The Espada gingerly placed his hand upon her mask, over the scarlet flame drawn above her eyesocket. "Why did all the bellicosity end up in the weaker half, hmm?"
The Fraccion growled at him even as her body began to glow and ripple, breaking apart around the edges. "Because we wanted to become weak enough to deserve companionship, part became weak; but also because you didn't want to fight, I got all the aggressiveness! Who could know what we were like before? No one survived long enough to tell us our own face!"
The light they emitted became too strong to see past, and all the shinigamis could make out was the final exchange of words.
"Do you think we might have been female originally?"
"Whogivesashit?"