Ulquiorra's Knight
Summary; Ulquiorra is a lightning elf given one specific job, to transport a relic across the country to a temple on the other side with one condition, a guide. Unfortunatly the guide he gets is a short tempered, foul mouthed, rogue knight who could care less about anything in the world. As Ulquiorra travels he learns a few secrets about the knight and why he left the Knight guild, and maybe gets into some trouble on the way.
Chapter 1
A scream tore through the night as the She-elf had another contraction. Her perfect skin was covered in a thin film of sweat, and her silver matted hair was pulled back in a makeshift pony tail. The pink haired nurse looked up at the silver haired elf and gently slid her hand under the back of the baby that was prophesized 10 months ago.
"Come on Mizuki, Push~!" The silver haired elf took a few pants and pushed with all her might, finally pushing the life within her out. Mizuki let out a relieved sigh as the pink haired elf's twin sister with blue hair wiped the sweat from her head. The pink haired elf gently snipped the umbilical cord and pulled the crying baby into the candle light. What she made of the new baby was interesting indeed, she gently rinsed the baby off and looked at her sister.
"This was prophesized as the Lightning Elf was it not?" She whispered.
"What? What's wrong with her?" Mizuki asked sitting up wearily.
"Him," the pink haired elf replied quietly. She gently wrapped the fussing baby in a blanket and walked over to the silver haired elf.
"Wh-What?" Mizuki asked, a little surprised.
"I-It's a boy…." The pink haired elf said, handing the squirming baby to the elfin mother. Mizuki gazed down at the baby in her arms, his milk white skin, jet black hair, and striking half lidded jade eyes.
"My little Ulquiorra….." Mizuki whispered, gently kissing the little one who was slowly falling asleep.
"My special baby boy….."
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Today was his 21'st birthday, the boy who was supposed to be a girl. Ulquiorra stretched and sighed in the light of the moon. The elf stood and began going about his morning chores. Sleep had never come easy to the elf, especially with the teasing. When he was young so many of his kind looked down on him because he was a boy, so he started playing the part of a girl to ease some of the teasing, unfortunately it only got worse. All his life he struggled and fought for respect and now it was time for him to take it. The raven haired elf walked to the mirror and gazed at his reflection.
The white skin, black hair, bold green eyes that cried a streak pure jade that rolled down each cheek. All Lightning Elves had a mark that distinguished them from the rest, Ulquiorra's was just more noticeable than the others. He reached over and pulled on the skirt he had gotten used to. A mid thigh length wrap skirt with a thick leather black belt over the top, as he slid it on and adjusted the wrinkles. He then grabbed the top, sliding it over his thin arms into the long flowing sleeves. This was barely considered a top for it only covered his pectorals with a round leather that slid over his shoulders and around his back. The elf zipped up the high collar and sighed.
This was the traditional wear of the Lightning Elf, but it was just an excuse to see some cleavage. He was convinced this was made by a man, and sometimes was glad he wasn't a woman because wearing this would kill his bravery. Ulquiorra reached over and grabbed his brush, gently pulling it through his raven hair. He looked in the mirror again and like every day the same thought ran through his head. He looked like a girl, the thin slightly curvy frame, the silky hair, pretty face, only the tubing was switched and he didn't boast All the curves of a girl. He was even mistaken as a girl when he walked through town and nomadic elves that had never seen him before had wolf whistled and hit on him before finding out he was in fact a male.
With a low sigh he set his brush back on the table and turned around, sliding his sharp, long, and black finger nails over his clothes and walked to his door. Before exiting his dark room, he grabbed his black cloak and through it over his shoulders.
Ulquiorra walked through the empty streets under the glowing trees to the jail like he did every morning. He had bought some bread and meat from a local nomadic vendor, and cleverly hid it in his cloak. As he reached the gates he gazed up at the guard from under his hood.
"Why do you come here every day? Not even your mother comes anymore." The guard grumbled.
"Because I care for my family," Ulquiorra said quietly. The guard opened the door and allowed the younger elf in, letting out a couple words Ulquiorra would have enjoyed not hearing. The cloaked elf made his way through the dark smelly prison to a set of stairs on the other side, carefully descending the wet flight of steps. As he moved lower it began to smell more like mildew and stagnant water. He had grown used to this over the years of visiting his father. Ulquiorra's father, Aizen, was arrested for stealing and murder. Aizen had always been a robber, he just thought he could settle down when his wife had gotten pregnant and birthed a son.
Ulquiorra reached the bottom step and walked down the dark hallway. He heard the sounds of the other prisoners crying out in anguish as insanity took its toll on them. Ulquiorra was the only reason Aizen was sane anymore. He visited his father every day and received many put-downs but he still came because once long ago his father was part of his family, and he believed he could possibly keep whatever was left of that family together. The jade eyed elf stopped and opened a door to his right and walked in. A large barred cell sat at the other end of the room, a candle burning weakly on a table in the center of the room, and a chair by the bars.
Ulquiorra shut the door behind him and made his way over to the chair he always sat in. As he sat he pulled the meat and bread out of his cloak and unwrapped the small bundle. Elves were vegetarians because long ago their fathers had made an eternal promise not to harm any living thing. Ulquiorra grimaced at the meat and gently pushed it into the jail cell.
"Tch…. How long are we going to keep doing this son?" Came the familiar smooth voice. Ulquiorra delicately folded his hands over his knees and sighed.
"Until you get out I suppose father." The jade eyed elf replied, gazing into the blackness of the cell. A elf walked out of the shadows and sat by the bars, lifting the food from the ground and gently breaking off a piece.
"That won't be for a while son, you know this." Aizen replied, offering the bread to Ulquiorra.
"I know this, but I can wait." The raven haired elf said, raising his hand and shaking his head.
"You're an idiot, why do you think we all can be a family again? When I get out I'm not going to find your mother, or stick around for you." The brown haired elf said, taking a bight of the meat. Ulquiorra looked at his father, slightly repulsed but held his tongue.
"I know…."
"Then why do you still come here, I'm appreciative of the food, but I don't understand. Your father left the elfin way long ago and he's not coming back." Aizen said as he swallowed the meat.
"I suppose I have hope that one day I can change your mind. Mom still loves you and wants you back…." This comment received a boisterous laughter.
"Your mother doesn't even visit me anymore, she doesn't love me."
"Maybe if you didn't chase her off with insults of her only child, she would be sitting by me today." Ulquiorra said, keeping his voice in check.
"How can I not insult you? You're a man who dresses like a woman to please everyone. You can't even be called a man anymore." Aizen said, his voice smooth as always. It was like he had a never-ending wave of insults and he could say them all without breaking his "gentlemanly" like voice.
"I am a man, and I didn't dress like this to please people." Ulquiorra replied.
"No you dressed like that so you wouldn't be teased about your feminine body structure in a man's uniform. Instead you turned yourself into a woman and you were still teased. It's a disgrace…." Aizen growled, observing his son's blank features as he said the insult. Ulquiorra gazed at his father with the same gaze he always wore.
"This is just a game for you isn't it? You want to see if you can get me to break down, you've done this since I was a child." The raven haired elf said icily.
"Oh seeing you cry back then was amazing, it would be even better now that you are a so called 'man'" Aizen replied, gazing at his son. Ulquiorra clenched his fist and changed the subject before his mask broke.
"I came here early to tell you something." Aizen grunted and slid back into the shadows, leaving his feet in the light of the flickering candle.
"I won't be here for a while," Ulquiorra said standing. He was tired of his father's games.
"Well the only reason I enjoy your visits is the food anyway. Why are you going may I ask?" Aizen said quietly.
"I don't feel the need to tell you, it wouldn't prick your interests anyway." Ulquiorra said, turning and walking towards the door. Aizen smirked in the darkness and took a bight of his meat.
"Doesn't it say to respect your father?" Ulquiorra stopped by the table and looked at the candle.
"My father died long ago…." Was his only reply as he put out the candle and walked out the door.
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Ulquiorra walked up the stairs to the house he had grown up in. He had moved out a while back for his training, and he believed his mother was in need of a quiet house since she stopped visiting his father. He visited both of them every day, and it helped his mother a lot. As he knocked on the door someone grabbed him and pulled him into a hug.
"Boy you running away all the time is not cool!" A flash of sea green hair informed Ulquiorra that this was his childhood friend Neliel.
"I don't run away I have to train," Ulquiorra said pulling away from the girl. He turned around and faced his old friend. She was his first real friend, one of those who wouldn't tease him for what he wore.
"You've trained all your life and have never gotten a mission of any importance. What's the point? The wars are over and the land has dived into a boring peace. Yes there are still attacks but nothing to start anything." Nel said, placing a gloved hand on her hip. She was an archer, and like all elves, she was good.
"That is actually why I'm here, I do have a mission and I wanted to tell everybody I'm leaving." Ulquiorra replied, pushing some hair from his eyes.
"Y-You actually have a mission?" Neliel asked, relaxing a little. Ulquiorra nodded and the door opened revealing the silver haired elf he called his mother.
"Ah welcome Ulquiorra, Neliel you as well please come in." Mizuki said kindly. The raven haired boy walked in with his green haired accomplice at his heals.
"That's actually the reason I came here so early, I wanted to tell mother about it." Ulquiorra said, heading to the main room and sitting in one of the chairs.
"Tell me about what?" Mizuki asked, smiling and grabbing a bowl of fruits and setting it in the center of the table.
"I have a mission and I won't be here for a while." Ulquiorra replied, gazing at the fruit hollowly.
"What is this mission?" Mizuki asked, sitting down in front of her son. Ulquiorra tore his gaze from the fruit he was staring so intently at, and looked at his mother's ice blue eyes.
"I'm transporting the staff Gomate to the Temple of the Sun." The jade eyed elf replied.
"Out of the Sacred Woods?" Neliel asked astounded.
"Well the temple is on the other side of the country." Ulquiorra said a little annoyed. Mizuki flexed her hands worriedly. Her son was exiting the Sacred Woods into the world of man. The elves lived in peace in their eternal wood but man…. They still murdered, and raped, and pillaged just for fun. This worried her because her son did indeed look like a beautiful woman, and men had their thoughts.
"I will not allow this." Mizuki finally said, standing and setting her hands flat on the table. Ulquiorra looked up at his mother, a little surprised but not letting the emotion express itself on his mask like face.
"You can't deny it mother, no other elf is strong enough to take it, I have to do this." Ulquiorra replied.
"No, the Gomate will just have to stay here then." Mizuki said, shaking her head.
"You know that can't happen, it's a right to send it over there every 100 years. This is why I was born mother." Ulquiorra fought back, a hint of frustration in his voice he quickly capped off.
"Ulquiorra I can't lose you like I did your father. That is too much for anyone to bear." Mizuki said quietly.
"Mom… you won't lose me…. And I'm doing this for my kind…. You yourself said when the day comes I can show my true potential. Well this is it, and I want to do this just as much as I need to. Please…." Ulquiorra said, grabbing his mother's hand and squeezing reassuringly. Mizuki looked at her hand, then at her pale skinned son. There was courage in his eyes and the need to prove himself. No one else could see it, but a mother knows her son.
"I will allow you to do this…. On one condition though." Mizuki said, taking her son's hand in hers tightly.
"Anything mother," Ulquiorra said his spirits rising.
"Let Neliel find you a guide." The silver haired elf said softly. Ulquiorra couldn't hide his distaste. He would have to travel with someone?
"But mother!"
"Then I forbid you to go." Mizuki said, raising an eyebrow. Neliel grabbed an apple and watched the fight intrigued. She had never seen Ulquiorra show emotion since he was a kid and now this was interesting. Ulquiorra quickly forced back on his mask and gave out a defeated sigh.
"As you wish mother…." Neliel stood and clapped her hands.
"So a guide, I know just the place to look" The green haired elf said with a grin.
A/N Okay guys I know this is incredibly AU and you should REALLY tell me what you think of it. Is it something worth continuing or should I just drop it now? Lol I would really enjoy some feedback on this one and anything is welcome. If you think it needs to go please tell me. I was scared to post this so feedback is needed heh heh. Well thanks guys and hope you enjoyed!
P.S. Sorry Grimmjow didn't come in this chapter. Promise he'll be there!