Happiness
Warning: Slash.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or Harry Potter.
Pairing: Ulquiorra/Harry
Note: Harry, adopted Kurosaki, was kidnapped with Orihime. Still named 'Harry', but called 'Haru'.
Word Count: 252 (only actual Drabble)
Happiness
"What's happiness?"
Harry echoed, blinking in confusion at the apathetic Ulquiorra who stood in front of him, posture stiff and expression blank.
"It's...well, it's," Harry stumbled over his words slightly, unsure of how to phrase what happiness was to a man who probably didn't know any other emotions besides irritation and impatience.
"Happiness is...something you feel when you're content with something. It's when your...pleased. When something happens, or someone does something that you enjoy and want to do again. It's something that you think of fondly," Harry tried.
Ulquiorra continued to stare blankly.
"Remember when Halibel told Orihime she loves her? How Orihime's face lit up and she cried? That's happiness," Harry tired again.
"Happiness makes those who feel it cry? I had read that crying is a result of sadness and despair," Ulquiorra frowned.
Harry smiled a little.
"It's crying out of relief, out of sheer joy. Like finding out someone you love is alive, or when something you want happens when you never thought it would," Harry explained.
Frowning, Ulquiorra paused before abruptly turning around on the younger male, leaving Harry to blink after him in confusion.
"I have decided, Kurosaki Haru, that I will make you happy from now on. No one else will get the privilege of making you smile," The stoic male stated, pausing at the door before leaving.
Harry continued to stare after him in confusion before shrugging with a light smile.
He guessed that was Ulquiorra's way of saying he liked him.