I know, stop making new ones. Can't help that.
Arrangements
Chapter One
Ulquiorra Cifer was annoyed.
Not that this was anything unusual; he'd get annoyed with his comrades with ease, despite his abilities to refrain from showing it. Most especially around his lord. Today, however, was a different case. One that he would have rather been boiled alive than face.
Ulquiorra was walking with the other Espada, following their lord and generals. His opinion about the situation mirrored that of Nnoitra and Grimmjow, and that was sheer despise for it. He should have figured this day would come, but Ulquiorra never wanted it to. A small part of him was honestly hoping that he'd die before being brought to his current predicament, but that wasn't happening.
The Espada were going to the lower levels of Las Noches. Here were where all of the office jobs were, such as therapy, financing, as well as the Arrancar Affairs Committee. This level was primarily known for three offices, though: marriage counseling, divorce consulting, and matchmaking.
The Cuatro loathed this branch of Las Noches. It was where a lot of the women went to find prominent mates, or how his lord insisted they'd be called, husbands. It's all he'd hear about. Why someone was going to get married, or the crying about why the "relationship" wasn't working out. Yes, the ebony wanted to avoid this department at all costs, but that was out of the question.
Aizen had insisted that because of how well the group was doing as Espada, it was time that they found suitable wives (and a husband, in Harribel's case). And where Ulquiorra prided on his loyalty towards Aizen, today was the closest he ever got to joining Grimmjow and Nnoitra in refusal. He did not want a wife, especially with knowing what most of the women were like. But his lord wanted Las Noches to grow, and that had to come with the strong offspring of his Espada.
And that, Ulquiorra was looking forward to even less.
Regardless, he walked. If he was going to get "matched" with someone, he was at the very least going to make sure it was someone he could bare having near him. Aizen's only requirement in their soon-to-be-spouses were that they themselves were above the average adjuchas class. It made sense, as a weak partner was undesirable, especially for breeding purposes.
So, Ulquiorra and the others met with the "top specialists" on the matter. The ebony could care less for them, as anyone who who applied for an office job were typically of the weakest class and couldn't apply themselves any better. Either that, or they were just lazy.
There were only two that Ulquiorra took note of. The first was the head of the department: Arpeggio De Leon. He was a bit of an eccentric with tan skin and wild blond hair. He was a confident fool, but he made a suiting fit for the head of an office department. Arpeggio was naturally the strongest of them, but he was also the most persuasive. Meaning he kept his people in check.
The second was, naturally, his matchmaker: Sergi Bretz. Like Arpeggio, he was a confident fool, but he was much more annoying to deal with. A mop of brown hair over his round glasses and pale, freckled skin, Sergi had to be the worst person that Ulquiorra could have been assigned to. He asked all of these daunting questions that didn't make sense to Ulquiorra like: "What type of rack do you prefer?" and "How tall should she be?"
Ulquiorra truly didn't care. He didn't want a wife, and the way he responded made it clear he did not want to be there. The questions continued for about twenty minutes before Sergi had the mind in him to say: "I believe I have enough, Ulquiorra-sama. Thank you." And with that, Ulquiorra was led to where his lord was waiting.
He was the first to return. Only to be followed by the others ten to fifteen minutes later. Arpeggio came out as well, a confident smile on his face. He promised the Espada prominent matches by the end of the week based on what they answered. They would then be allowed to meet their choices within the week to follow, then later, map out 'future plans.'
Good. Ulquiorra couldn't help but think. At the very least this agony would end quickly. Whatever woman he got stuck with he would divorce after his first child didn't need here, he decided. Lord Aizen wouldn't care all this after the fact, and that, Ulquiorra was able to calm himself with.
A bit new, but I had to get it done. ^^ See ya next time!
~ K. Fang-sama