Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or its characters as they belong to Tite Kubo, but I do own my Original Character in this story, Kohana Hisakane.
NOTE:This is a sequel. If you haven't read Flowers you could still understand it, but you might still want to read Flowers. Go to my profile and read it, k?
Everything was black. That is, until the black began to fade. It faded from black into gray and finally into white. The woman woke up upon witnessing the white light. Where was she? Oh, it was her spirit world, but somehow it was different. The fields of flowers all around her were decaying and withering away. Lightning flashed and thunder boomed as storm clouds began to form in the sky. Was she dying?
"Kenpachi, I don't want to leave you!"
She felt like she was, at least. The female looked up. Her Zanpaktou spirit, Yasashika, let out a high-pitched scream. The spirit no longer wore his red and purple cloak, instead he wore a skin-tight, black bodysuit. She could see his arms. They were almost like claws and were clearly visible. His sunglasses lay broken on the ground, revealing black, hollow eyes. But the scariest thing of all...
"Kohana! Kohana! Help me! PLEASE!"
Was his smile. It was sharp, pointy and looked like a madman's or a shark's. Kohana couldn't tell the difference really.
"Yasashika? Why?! What's happening to you?! What's happening to me?!"
The woman ran over to her spirit even though the man looked like he could kill her. She smiled. This couldn't be happening, could it? The woman smiled more as she felt her spirit bite and scratch her as she tried to embrace him.
"Shh. Everything will be alright, Yasashika. Everything will be alright."
She whispered. He tried calming down.
"I'm sorry, little flower! I've caused you so much pain!"
Yasashika cried. The flower girl closed her eyes as she held the man closer. The flowers around her were all dead, lifeless, vanishing before her eyes. There was only one flower alive and it was the one they stood over. Kohana's blood and Yasashika's tears hit the ground and the flower grew brighter and brighter. It was the only flower that could withstand destruction.
"It's fine. It's fine."
The female smiled. Somehow she heard another voice. It was a voice that didn't belong to her or Yasashika. It seemed familiar.
"My
little flower, can you hear me yet?"
Was this all nothing, but a dream?
Ch. 1: Decaying Petals
"My little flower, can you hear me yet?"
The woman hazily opened her eyes. She had heard a man's voice.
"Y-Yes..."
She spoke, confused that words were escaping out of her mouth. The female was lying down in a cold room of white. She heard the various beeps and buzzes of the technology around her. The sounds made her want to get up. As she got up, she noticed a man in the room. He was brunette. His hair was slicked back and he wore an outfit consisting mainly of all white. The only thing that wasn't white was the dark red sash around his waist. The man smirked as if he knew the woman was looking at him intently.
"Ah, I had thought I lost you for a moment there. You were screaming."
She was? Wait, where was she? Who was she? Who was this man?
"Here. Put this on. I'll help you."
The man tossed her a coat of white with matching pants. She looked down then back up, blushing. She was completely nude, but why? Why did she have so many scars and cuts on her? What had this man done to her that made her scream?
"Wait, who are you? Why am I here? Where am I? Who am I?"
The brunette smiled and put his hand on her head. He moved out of the way to help the girl put on her coat, pants and everything else he felt that the girl should wear. At that moment, the woman noticed a mirror.
"You are called Kohana. You are in a place called Las Noches in Hueco Mundo. You are here because I want you to be."
Kohana stared at the woman in the mirror. Her hair surprised her. It was a mixture of pink and red. It had far more pink than red, though. Her hair was short, spiky and over-all completely unruly. Kohana's eyes were like her hair, red and like blood. She gasped and widened her eyes when she saw a rather large object on her face. It looked like a broken mask, but Kohana couldn't tell. She couldn't tell so she ran her fingers over it. It poked her.
"I am Aizen Sosuke, but you will call me 'Aizen-sama', little flower."
The pink-haired female couldn't turn away from the mirror. Aizen had zipped up her coat and pulled up her pants even while the woman was distracted. Now, that man had some skills to be able to do that without the female getting up or even noticing him put the clothing on her. The outfit he had her put on was very confusing, though. It was very revealing as it showed a good part of her cleavage and a great portion of her stomach. She looked at her scars again. Why were they there? The woman wondered, but the better question was why was there such a big hole in the left side of her chest? What had been there?
"Aizen-sama, I have so many questions..."
The intimidating man looked down on her with a weird glint in his eyes. Kohana looked up and as she did the man, her Aizen-sama, leaned down and kissed her. It was confusing, awkward and strange. Kohana had no idea what to do. She had no idea what to do so she opened her mouth as if to ask him a question, but he only shoved his tongue in further. She sat there, letting him do whatever he want until he pulled away.
"We think a flower on a cliff is beautiful because we stop our feet at the cliff's edge, unable to step into the sky like that fearless flower."
Aizen held out his hand to the pink-haired woman. Kohana hesitated for a moment, confused by what the man had just said. Once she accepted it, though, she was pulled to her feet.
"All your questions will be answered soon, my little fearless flower. For now you must wait."
The female looked down. That voice sounded so warm, so soothing. Kohana really enjoyed his voice, but when she looked up, well, the face attached to it rather scared her. It was so hard to believe him.
"You are an arrancar now. Do not forget you belong to me and me alone. After all, I put special time into creating you."
"Y-Yes, Aizen-sama. I belong to you and only you."
The powerful man smiled at how obedient the woman was. In a way, it surprised him to see her so obedient and quiet. It didn't fit her. He decided that Kohana had experienced enough for today and so he guided her towards the door. The door opened and another man stepped in. He also wore all white, but had silver hair. He smiled weird.
"So that's my little Hana dear? She looks paler than I expected."
"Well, she just woke up, Gin. It's natural for her to be different."
Kohana listened in on the conversation. She didn't know who that silver-haired man was, but he made her feel uneasy. She listened until both Aizen and Gin began to stare at her. Now that was unsettling.
"Hana dear, a man named Ulquiorra is waiting for you outside. He will take you to your room. Why don't you go and pretty yourself up, hm?"
"Ulquiorra will stay with you until I call for you again. Goodbye, my little flower."
Aizen and Gin stood there, smiling. The silver-haired man laughed. Why did Kohana feel so uneasy around him? It didn't matter, Kohana figured as she turned around. The cape of her coat fluttered and danced about. She looked forward. The door opened and she walked straight into the world of white.
"Aizen-sama, she's perfect!"
"No, Gin. The experiment may have been successful, but it was not perfect. She has one major flaw."
The brunette sighed and walked over to a desk where a group of documents were. He picked up the papers and began to look through them.
"Well, she might not be perfect, but look at how good she looks! She's the first shinigami to actually survive the entire process. When it came to turning a shinigami into a hollow and then that hollow into an arrancar, I figured you could never capture a soul strong enough to live through the whole thing. What exactly is her flaw?"
Aizen continued shuffling through the stacks of papers. He shook his head when he read over one of the documents.
"Hisakane Kohana, former fourth seat of Division eleven of the Gotei thirteen. Birthday: September 27. Blood type: B. Height: 5'7". Weight: 119 1bs. Related to Akazawa Hiroshi, Akazawa Yumiko and Kusajishi Yachiru. Ex-lover of Hisakane Yasashika and Zaraki Kenpachi. You ask what her flaw is?"
The intimidating man set the papers down. He smirked.
"She'll remember all that sooner or later. That's her only flaw."
Gin shook his head. He didn't understand. Why would Aizen even keep around a defective product? Wouldn't she only be in the way?
"Why are you keeping her then? Isn't there no point in keeping a defective experiment?"
Aizen walked over to the silver-haired fox. Sure, Gin wanted Kohana to be here, but he didn't want anything to get in his lord's way. He figured that sooner or later when Kohana remembered her past that there would be trouble.
"Well, let's just say I'm a sucker for old faces. And I want to see how the experiment turns out. It isn't over, you know."
Trouble or not, Aizen wanted to see things through. He hoped it would be entertaining.
"Really, Aizen-sama? Well, I guess I don't mind having her around."
"Good. Now, there is one thing I must talk to you about."
The brunette laughed slightly and opened the door.
"Her hair. You cut it. I liked it long."
Gin began to follow Aizen out of the room. They would probably discuss Kohana somewhere else then call her back in for more tests later.
"Sorry, Aizen-sama. I didn't know. I would have tried to keep it long had you have told me."
Yes, they would call her back in much later. That's when the real fun would begin.
"Hey! You! Help me over here!"
Kohana called out. She was now in a room. It wasn't completely white as it had some furniture of other colors in it. It was basic. It had nothing, but a bed, window, dresser, mirror and small chair. The man she called out to sat on that small chair and sighed.
"I already told you, Kohana-san, that I do not want to do your makeup. You are perfectly capable of doing it yourself."
The man said in a stern voice. He revealed himself to be a raven-haired boy with pale gray skin. He had bright green eyes and had his mask located on the left side of his head. There were green lines coming from his eyes, making it look like he was crying. Kohana thought he looked pretty.
"But Ulqui-kun-"
"I told you that my name is Ulquiorra, not 'Ulqui-kun'!"
"But Ulqui-kun your makeup is so pretty! Can't you help me with mine?"
Ulquiorra sighed again. He shook his head and hoped that he could be relieved of this duty soon. This girl just annoyed him with the way she was so needy and child-like. Couldn't she do things herself?
"Thank you, but I insist you do it yourself."
His statement made the female arrancar gasp and pout. She puffed out her lower lip as she took her black lipstick, black eyeliner and blue, glittery eyeshadow and looked into the mirror.
"Fine then! I see how it is! You're so un-fun, Ulqui-kun!"
She began to apply her eyeliner as she stared in the mirror. There was silence for a while. It was awkward and uncomfortable.
"Why is doing your makeup so important anyway?"
The raven-haired boy broke the silence. Kohana had finished doing her eyeliner and shuffled about for her blue eyeshadow. She had trouble opening the container, but finally managed to open it after struggling. She took out her powder brush and began to sprinkle it around her eyes. She dusted the areas above and below her eyes and faded the color out.
"Why? Well, I want to look pretty for Aizen-sama, of course! Isn't that why you do your makeup?"
Kohana smiled. She looked at her eyes, deciding that she liked the color. For some reason the color blue attracted her. It was calming, but could be intense at the same time. She grabbed her lipstick. It was black and very dramatic. She began applying it to her lips, making sure to coat the bottom and top lip evenly.
"No. I just..."
The female rubbed her lips together and made a loud smacking noise. She giggled and turned to look at the male arrancar. He looked at her and sighed.
"I just want to look "pretty" for myself."
He said and looked away. The girl ran over to her window and looked up at the black sky of Hueco Mundo.
"For yourself, huh?"
Kohana wished she had that much strength.
-end ch. 1-
A/N:Here it is. My long awaited sequel is here. Like it? Hate it? I don't care. I bet you weren't expecting that, huh? If you haven't guessed what my clue in the Epilogue of Flowers meant, I'll tell you. Clue: 5 plus 6 equals 11. Answer: Aizen's Division number plus Grimmjow's Espada number equal Kenpachi's Division number. I really really really wanted to write Kenpachi and/or Grimmjow into Ch. 1, but I couldn't. Grimm will for sure be in the next chapter. I need my comic relief back badly. Ulquiorra was a decent replacement, though. Just to let you guys know, this will be a lot of Grimmjow x Kohana with bits and pieces of Kenpachi x Kohana. There is also some Aizen x Kohana in there cause' Aizen's just a bastard who likes to screw with peoples' relationships and he's my 2nd favorite Bleach character (right behind Kenpachi and right before Shunsui. Grimm's right behind Shunsui in the number 4 spot). Haha. Read, review, and tell me if you like it. :)
