Sosuke Aizen approached the bedroom of a young shinigami whom he had stolen from the Soul Society; a world of beings that sent souls onto their next destination. Aizen had troubling thoughts as he didn't know how much longer he could stop himself from touching the younger girl. He sighed as he shook the thoughts from his head and entered the room. Yuzumi recognized her position as she immediately dropped down into the bowing position, which couldn't have been very comfortable for her given the lengths of chain that bound her to her bed. Aizen beckoned her to stand as he sat on her bed removing his own shirt as Yuzumi's hands went to his back. He often came to her for massages as she was the only one that could take his stress away. He was going to miss that about her.
Once he had his fill of the back massage he turned to face the girl. She kept her gaze averted from him like she had been taught to do; only meeting his gaze when instructed to do so. Aizen made Yuzumi look in his direction as he smiled an apologetic smile in her direction. Yuzumi became confused as to why her master had given her such a look at least she was until Aizen wrapped both his hands around her throat. Yuzumi clawed at Aizen's hands as he began squeezing hard on her throat but to no avail. She looked up at his face only to realize he wasn't looking at her. She reached up and gripped onto the sides of Aizen's face and made him look her in the eyes as she gasped for air under his hands. He attempted to look away from her but her grip was tight and unforgiving on his flesh.
"I-I love you...Aizen...please don't.." She barely choked the words out from under his grip as her life was fading from within her. Yuzumi's grip loosened as she could no longer stay awake underneath the strength of Aizen's grip. She closed her eyes with a last gasp of air as Aizen removed his hands.
Outside the door, Ulquiorra was getting ready to enter the bedroom of his beloved friend when he heard the sobs coming from inside. He hurried inside to see the corpse of his friend on the bed and Aizen sobbing above her. Aizen froze when he realized that Ulquiorra had entered and looked in his direction. Aizen looked desperate as he looked back and forth from Ulquiorra to Yuzumi.
"I hoped that by killing her I would no longer love her, but, I've only hurt myself in the process. She's done nothing to me except love me and be undyingly loyal to me but I know if I save her, she'll never trust me again." Aizen was torn between his decision to save her and his decision to leave her.
"It isn't about saving her or letting her die because of her trust towards you. You kidnapped a fourteen year old shinigami from the Soul Society, hold her captive for four years, turn her into some mindless servant, only to kill her out of a whim?!" Ulquiorra's normally cold and expressionless face was full of what could've only been described as an abnormal rage that has been built through years of holding back.
"You better find a way to bring her back or so help me Aizen I will remove that pretty little head of yours right off your body and don't think I won't." Ulquiorra nearly growled the words at Aizen.
Aizen felt fear as he looked at the furious Ulquiorra that stood in front of him. He knew the only way to bring Yuzumi back was to turn her into an arrancar but could he really ruin the rest of her life like that? Aizen looked over to the far wall of the bedroom to see Yuzumi's soul standing by the window. Her chain had already started to peel away from her body which would make her a mindless hollow and she was far too precious for that. Aizen knew what he would have to do as he beckoned her to follow him from the room, which even in death, she did so loyally. This would have to work or Aizen was going to be in a lot of trouble.
