Short story that just came to mind. If you don't know about Ulquiorra and tomatoes, go here then read:
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Ulquiorra was bored one day, and so decided to go the World of the Living. He saw many stored on his trip: some salons, some coffee shops, many restaurants and much more. He finally came up to a giant store with the word "Supermarket" on it. This one caught his interest, and so went inside.
Once inside, he started walking up and down the aisles. Many different things caught his interest, but he saw one fruit bright red, shiny and bright:
The tomato.
He held it up with both hands, and since of course no one can see him, everyone ran out of the story screaming seeing a floating fruit. He didn't care. He stared in absolute astonishment. This one fruit, this one noun, this one object, was perfection. It was light. It was dark. It was Yin. It was Yang. It was life. It was death. It was everything. It was nothing. It was…
A tomato.
Yes, thought Ulquiorra. This word describes it perfectly. He held the tomato like a vet holding a newborn puppy. He bought, well STOLE, a small pillow to put it on. He brought it back to Las Noches.
Whence back in Las Noches, he went to his room and stared at it for hours. This tomato, he pondered. This tomato is…my whole being. This tomato represents what I was, what I am and what I am to become.
Suddenly, Grimmjow walked in.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Ulquiorra, without looking away, simply said "Inspecting my soul."
Grimmjow raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean 'inspecting your soul'?"
"I mean exactly what you heard."
He showed him the tomato.
"This tomato," he sighed in ecstasy. "This tomato is life. It is death. It is all the good things and all the bad things. It is light, and it is darkness. It is Yin, and it is yang. It is black, and it is white. It is up, and it is down. It is Harry Potter, and it is Twilight. It is the Jonas Brothers, and it is Coldplay. It is Hockey, and it is NASCAR. It is Halloween, and it is Valentines day. It is happy, and it is sad. It is surprise, and it is sarcasm. It is-"
"SHUT UP ALREADY!"
"-IT IS PREPPY AND IT IS EMO. IT IS SHARP AND IT IS DULL. IT IS BEAUTIFUL, AND IT IS UGLY. IT IS HOT, AND IT IS COLD. IT IS LIQUID, AND IT IS SOLID. IT IS OPENED, AND IT IS CLOSED. IT IS SITTING, AND IT IS STANDING. IT IS HARD, AND IT IS SOFT. IT IS DOG, AND IT IS CAT.-"
"That should be plural…"
"IT IS LOVE, AND IT IS HATE! IT IS SNAPE, AND IT IS JAMES. IT IS NIGHT, AND IT IS DAY. IT IS ONION RINGS, AND IT IS FRENCH FRIES. IT IS-"
*splat* Grimmjow scoffed.
"Dead."
He left the room. Ulquiorra fell on his knees and stared at the tomato.
And that is how he became, as we say today, emo.
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That was utter crap, I know. Well, if you were doing a project on opposites, I hoped this helped.
(I mostly did this out of boredom anyways, so…)
I'd say review, but I already know it sucks so XP