Clumsy that's how I would describe her …originally. Ever sense she was placed under my care her body seemed to be all over the place. Constantly waving her hands about in apology and tripping over her own feet. It was unpleasant how many times I had stopped her from falling down the stairs or had a servant come and carry her because she twisted an ankle. Thirteen times in the past two weeks…
It was only in the last forty six hours that I noticed that her movements weren't completely random. From observing her I now knew they were a display of her inner emotions. Now I understood why her clumsiness seemed to intensify simply because she doesn't get the emotional output that she is used to when interacting with other humans. I had been trying to measure how much output she required daily before I went about fixing the problem. I found things to be me more acceptable when it is planned out, it was more efficient that way.
My keen hearing caught the sounds of her spoon scraping across the bottom of the bowl. I turned my head ten degrees in her direction. All of my other senses were shut down at the moment and my hearing was at about fifty percent. I didn't like depending on all of my senses. Not only was it a waste of energy but it was also useful when or if I became disadvantaged in the middle of battle.
There was a small clatter when her spoon hit the bowl and then the soft sound of her hands running across the napkins. I could tell she was done. I flared my reiatsu about five percent to alarm the servant to make his way to her room.
A few moments passed and the lower arrancar came in, cleaned, and left with the trolley. I allowed my eyes full vision and opened them slowly before I moved to turn my body ninety degrees towards her, "Sleep. Aizen will see you tomorrow"
I observed her reaction; She clamped her hands together letting one index finger slide over the other and repeating, her bottom lip twitched before opening and then closing once more, and finally after a few moments her eyes shifted away from me… she didn't tense in fear so I concluded that she was…timid? Satisfied I turned towards the door and as it shut I heard her small voice say good night.
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Shoulders firm against the wall, eyes closed, and body motionless. I chewed my food as I warily stared on at the man that mind as well had been a statue. I had been fearful of him when we had first met, I figured him to be some ruthless robot of sorts. No robot wasn't the right word he was mechanically precise with everything he did but not stiff like a robot; He walked smoothly.
I remembered when I thought he was completely emotionless but he wasn't, even if he wanted to be. I knew that when he would let his eyes close in a slightly longer blink that he was losing patience, I knew that he stared off in one area when his mind was clear, that when he closed his eyes and stood like he was now that he was thinking, and my favorite would be when he would cock his head to the side in the slightest when I confused him. In those moments he looked less like a heartless machine and more like some porcelain doll that was just learning about being human…to be a real boy like Pinocchio!
I smiled and took another spoonful of the soup that looked as gray as it tasted. I swallowed hard and blinked the tears out of my eyes. I looked back up to him and examined his features like I did so many times before. Ulquiorra had the features of a porcelain doll like his skin and emotionless face but I knew under those clothes his body wasn't like some ken doll and his eyes were way to intense to be a child's toy.
My spoon scrapped the bottom of the bowl, I saw his head move slightly. I blushed, I shouldn't be staring so hard but it was hard not to when such little movements meant so much with this man.
I finished the soup and not even a second after I was done wiping my hands the servant arrancar came in. I wanted to say thank you to the arrancar but Ulquiorra had pointed out that it wasn't necessary a while back and he had said it in a more of a commanding way than anything else.
I went from looking at the servant to the Espada whom I didn't even see move to turn towards me, "Sleep, Aizen will see you tomorrow"
I wanted to say something but I knew that I shouldn't, I would just discourage myself because every time I did say anything he would dismiss it as if what I had said weren't of any importance. My eyes connected with his green ones, I wanted to blush because he was looking at me so intensely but I knew that's just the way his eyes were.
I looked away unable to keep eye contact, any more if it and I would be blushing. I was looking at his feet now, watching as they hesitated a moment longer before pivoting on the heels and turning full circle. "Good night"
