While...Orihime and Chad looked at Sora's current angry expression, they seemed to think that Sora just valued their friendship alone.
Which to be fair, he did value their friendship, and yes, he was like 30% angry because of that.....
This wasn't the main reason though.
Urahara put the pieces together faster than a genius scientist with too much free time. He glanced at Sora's flared Reiatsu, then at the very obvious love bite on his neck.
Oh.
Ohhhh.
Sora had been in the middle of some very important business—a business that required complete privacy, smooth execution, and zero interruptions.
And the Hollows?
They had cock-blocked him.
They had unknowingly committed a crime greater than treason, a sin more severe than blasphemy.
That's why Sora was radiating pure murder. It was not the usual "battle mode" aggression. No, this was a personal vendetta.
Urahara sighed, fanning himself with his hat.
He pitied the Hollows.
They didn't know it, but they had just picked a fight with a man suffering from blue balls of divine wrath. And if there was one universal truth, it was this:
You never, ever piss off a man right before he gets laid.
These Hollows? They were about to get wiped out of existence.
"Sturmregen"
No hesitation, no fuck given...Yammy was now missing his whole lower half.
Sora with his hand in his pocket, levited toward Yammy's body on the floor...pointing his gun at the beast's face.
Yammy opens his mouth.
"Sora...watch out!" Orihime screamed out, the second she saw Yammy preparing a Cero.
*Kaboom*
"Acting all cocky, as if you could ever beat me"
Yammy seemed rather triumphant, he had won.
"Are you done"
Sora's cold voice sounded out.
Looking up, Yammy saw that Sora remained untouched, a very thin layer of barriers could be seen in front of him.
Yammy's blast had never landed on him.
"Out of all the days, you could have chosen to come here, you chose now, You bastard just committed the worst sin" Sora placed his pistol against the beast's forehead.
The very next second...Yammy was no more.
Sora's gaze landed on the other Arrancar present...
The very next second, his palm was all over Ulquiorra's face, and then a huge explosion happened as Ulquiorra was slammed into a mountain.
Sora could be seen glaring daggers into the creature.
BOOM!
A sonic explosion erupted as Ulquiorra's body was launched at speeds exceeding his casual Sonído, he went crashing through a mountain half a mile away.
A second later, Sora was already there.
He didn't give Ulquiorra a chance to recover.
WHAM!
His knee buried itself in Ulquiorra's gut.
Ulquiorra for some odd reason felt like Sora's anger was not directed at him.
CRACK!
Ribs shattered.
Ulquiorra's mouth opened—
However, before any sound could come out.
WHAM!
An elbow to the face sent him crashing through the ground.
Sora was relentless, not even allowing the Arrancar to power up at all.
Before he could hit the floor, Sora appeared below him, his fists were already in motion—
BOOM!
A skyward punch sent Ulquiorra flying back into the air.
Sora was kind of pissed...like just a bit.
Sora vanished again—
A heel drop.
CRASH!
The Espada hit the ground like a meteor, a crater forming around him.
Ulquiorra coughed, black blood dripping from his lips.
His cold green eyes narrowed. "You're...stronger than before."
Before...Sora's brow furrowed, this man was speaking as if he was aware of Sora's strength.
He felt like someone was spying on him somehow, how the fuck could this hollow he never met, be aware that he had gotten stronger.
Unless this man was working for...
Sora's anger toward Aizen grew at that moment, not because of the countless war crime this man had committed, no, but just for the simple reason that he was being cock blocked through this bastard's orders.
Ulquiorra wiped his mouth, his expression unreadable. Like the emo he was, he took out his weapon.
He had a slight gauge of Sora's power, he had a chance if he used that form.
"Resurrección..."
His Reiatsu spiked as he gripped Murciélago.
But the moment he tried to release it—
Nothing happened....his connection to his power seems to have been severed.
Ulquiorra's eyes widened.
"What...?"
Sora tilted his head.
"You can't use it, huh?" He added with a smile on his face, this little technique he was working on to sever the link between Shinigami and their Zanpakuto was showing great results, Sora had grown resistant to hollow Reiatsu, not immune, resistant.
He was still a Quincy, and hollows were still dangerous, as in if he were killed by a hollow, chances were, his soul would have been destroyed.
Though ever since he adapted to that new arm, his resistance had grown.
Anyway, unto how he had broken Ulquiorra link with his Zanpakuto simple.
He used the technique he had designed to disrupt a Soul Reaper's connection to their Zanpakutō. This was done by Sora making a specialized Reishi infusion that targeted the spiritual frequency of Soul Reaper energy, destabilizing it.
Tldr, it worked like this, upon contact, the infused Reishi infiltrates the target's spiritual energy pathways. It creates a momentary "static" that disrupts the flow of spiritual energy between the Soul Reaper and their Zanpakutō, destabilizing their connection.
Though shit probably is less effective against Shinigami with a very good bond with their Zanpakuto/view their Zanpakuto as a partner instead of a servant, as those type of people, since they are so close, will notice what Sora was doing and could find a way to counter it.
As for Hollow, since Sora was a Quincy, his Reiryoku was naturally weak against them, so let them be strong enough and they could break out of it.
So, Ichigo was like his biggest threat, sure could say the same about the Vizard but come on...Sora could beat them without using that.
Ichigo though, with his potential could prove very dangerous, if he mastered his hollow power and his Zanpakuto, he could prove challenging.
Fun.
Ulquiorra narrowed his eyes. "Impossible."
"You were planning on releasing your truth power, weren't you...that Zanpakuto of yours is similar to the Shinigami one...yet so different"
Sora mutter.
"Oh, yes if you wondering, I sever your bond with it....neat trick don't you think"
Ulquiorra's fingers twitched.
He tried again.
Nothing.
For the first time—Ulquiorra felt something unfamiliar.
A tinge of unease.
Sora got ready, cracking his knuckles a bit, he looked at Ulquiorra before walking toward him.
"You know," he began, delivering a casual right hook that knocked Ulquiorra back into the rubble. "I don't actually hate you guys. I get it. You're following orders, doing your whole 'I have no emotions' bit—"
He grabbed Ulquiorra's arm mid-counter attack and twisted, nearly dislocating it.
CRACK!
Ulquiorra winced—barely—before a kick to the sternum sent him flying.
For some odd reason, he felt like he was being punished for something beyond his control.
Sora had long since hidden the hickey on his neck with a very thin layer of Reishi, not trying to get exposed like that.
Sora appeared behind him, grabbing his skull mid-air—
And then—
SLAM!
He dragged Ulquiorra's face across the ground for half a mile, before tossing him into another mountain.
The explosion rocked the entire battlefield.
Sora exhaled sharply.
"You see, I'm a reasonable guy."
He stomped on Ulquiorra's chest, keeping him pinned.
'he is stopping me from plundering his spiritual energy' Sora thought to himself as he realised Ulquiorra was using like 30 ish % of his power in order to stop Sora's attempt to plunder him.
He was using Sklaverei, and Ulquiorra was resisting, so even in his base state, he was stronger than current Ichigo.
Not by much though.
"I let a lot of things slide."
A bullet of Reishi formed at his fingertip.
"But there are three things you don't do."
The bullet pierced Ulquiorra's shoulder, pinning him deeper into the rubble.
"One—don't touch my little brother."
Another shot.
"Two—don't mess with the people I care about."
If this was death, Ulquiorra welcomed it, his only real regret, was not being of better use to lord Aizen.
Jugram might have found a worthy opponent.
"And three..."
Sora's spiritual pressure doubled.
"You do not, under any circumstances, attack on my freaking day off."
A third shot pierced Ulquiorra's leg.
Nearby, Urahara adjusted his hat, nodding.
"Huh." He pulled out a notepad and scribbled something down.
Notes on Sora's Berserk Triggers:
Brother being hurt
Friends being hurt
Cock-blocked Quincy rage
"Good to know," Urahara muttered. "For research purposes, of course."
Definitely not going to be used as blackmail material.
Ulquiorra was bleeding, but alive, of course he was, Sora had gotten out of his rage-filled self.
Maybe, just maybe he could get back before Byakuya.....was that a Senkaimon?
Sora crouched next to Ulquiorra, he tilted his head.
"Now, here's what's gonna happen," he said.
"You're gonna go back to Aizen. And you're gonna tell him—"
Sora leaned in, voice dripping with pure malice.
"If he really wants to see how much stronger I've gotten, he should come himself. I'll beat his ass, too."
He stood up.
Sora glared at him, watching as the hollow left.
And just like that, Sora went back to lowering his Reishi back to its usual amount.
Urahaha however had caught it, Sora Reiatsu had grown.....by a lot.
Well, who needs Bankai when getting cock blocked had such a boost.
Orihime stared at him, her eyes full of concern. "Sora... are you okay?"
Sora nodded. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine."
He had hidden the hickey.
He was safe.
A/N...Note, Ulquiorra is being suppressed, he can't release his full power, matter of fact a certain amount of his Reiryoku has to be used at all times to not be dissamble by Sora...yes, Sora was trying to plunder the man's spiritual energy, he was still a spiritual being after all.