This is our first story on Fanfiction so please me nice! Ahana and I own nothing but Magdalena and Chiroko.
In the barren land of Hueco Mundo, two new Arrancars were born.
The first to be seen from the smoke was a small lavender hair girl. In the lavender were dark purple streaks that gradually darkened into black. Her hair pooled around her nude form as her bangs messily covered her eyes, making them invisible to the public eyes. The remainder of her Hollow form was long, webbed ears and an elegant fish tail.
The second Arrancar had bi-colored hair that reached her shoulder blade; the bottom layer was a dark violet, while the top was a golden blonde. Her angled bangs hung in front of her, slightly visible, dull green eyes. The remains of her once having been a Hollow was a paw-like structure on her right arm that began at her elbow and ended incasing her hand.
Aizen smirked as he gazed upon the two new Arrancars, "What are your names, new comrades?"
The blonde shook she bangs out of her eyes before stating in a dazed, dreamy voice, "Magdalena Weisser."
"Ch-Chiroko Sil-Sili-liforin." Came a stuttering, shy baby voice from the lavender headed Arrancar.
Aizen glanced at Chiroko, recognition flashing in his eyes as the small girl shivered and looked around, her expression a mixture of nervousness and meekness. He looked around at the other Arrancars in the room; he then let out an order, "Ulquiorra! Take Chiroko to get her own uniform, and then bring her back to me. Understood?"
"Yes, sir." The stoic Arrancar answered before walking over to Chiroko and gently lifted her up and led her to a clothing room.
"Luppi, you take Magdalena. Bring her back to this room, as well."
"Yes, Aizen-sama." The feminine Arrancar muttered as he walked over to Magdalena, and somewhat roughly lifted her up to her feet and walked away. Magdalena flitted after Luppi a soft smile on her lips.
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Chiroko self-consciously walked behind Ulquiorra, her arms wrapped around her chest as she shuffled along.
"Here…find whatever suits you." Was the simple statement from the dark haired guide.
"A-alright…" she stuttered softly, before walking into the room.
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Magdalena hummed softly as she followed Luppi. His harsh attitude had softened as Magdalena continued to childishly hum happily. When he suddenly stopped, Magdalena lightly bumped into his back.
"Go into this room and find whatever you want to wear, okay?" Luppi stated, his tone laughing quietly.
"M'kay…" Magdalena sighed nonchalantly.
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When Chiroko shuffled into the unexpectedly large room, she looked around and heard a light humming come from the other side of the room. Becoming curious, Chiroko silently walked over to the humming to see the blonde from earlier. She was lazily picking through the clothes until she pulled out a shirt and slipped it on. It was an off-shoulder shirt; the sleeves ended past her hands and the hem above her navel.
Chiroko continued to watch as Magdalena looked for a bottom to the outfit she was beginning to put together; she looked through the hakamas before grabbing one and putting it on. They ran over her feet, so she plopped down onto the ground and rolled the legs up slightly before standing and leaving.
She didn't even put shoes on! Chiroko thought. Then, feeling slightly lonely and awkward, she began to look through the clothes, as well. She quickly found an outfit that she fell in love with.
The shirt was cut to cover only her breasts; tied around her chest and waist to keep the shirt in place was a giant black ribbon that tied into one huge bow on her back. The skirt was skin tight and slit down the entire side; it was held together by a small black ribbon that criss-crossed downward and was tied in a small bow at the bottom of either side. She also grabbed a pair of thigh high that stopped about two and a half inches under her skirt, and a pair of sandals.
Once she had finished her outfit. Chiroko walked back to Ulquiorra, "Did I take too long?"
"Not at all," Ulquiorra stated, stoic as ever, "Now, we are to report back to Aizen-sama."
"R-right." Chiroko stammered as she quietly followed him.
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Minutes later, Chiroko and Ulquiorra arrived in the meeting hall. The only Arrancars left in there were Luppi and Magdalena.
Luppi was leaning against the wall; Magdalena was at his feet sitting on the ground facing Aizen. She was using a clawed finger to sketch pictures onto the floor; she looked up when she Ulquiorra and Chiroko began to walk forward.
"Luppi, Ulquiorra…leave." Aizen ordered, shooing them away with his hand.
"Yes, Aizen-sama." The older Arrancars answered in unison, as they bowed then left the meeting hall.
When they had left, Aizen turned to Chiroko and Magdalena, "You, Magdalena…continue with what you are doing. I need to talk to Chiroko for a moment."
"Ah..." Magdalena hummed in response as she continued her sketch, an absent look on her face.
Aizen took Chiroko to the opposite side of the room and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
"Ah…A-Aizen-s-sama…?" the small lavender haired girl stammered quietly, not looking him in the eye.
"Yes, to a degree. But do I not seem familiar?" he questioned softly.
"U-uh…" Chiroko whimpered slightly as she looked up, her bangs parting to show light neon pink eyes with darker neon pink pupils, a hot pink ring around the iris, and a black ring around the pupils.
It was when Chiroko really looked at Aizen that she realized who he was, she gasped, "Sousuke-nii-sama!"
"At least you remember who I am." Aizen chuckled, and then turned to look at Magdalena; who was still down on the floor drawing.
"Magdalena, come over here, please." Aizen requested, looking at the blonde teen.
Magdalena looked up, her bangs covering her eyes slightly, the shadow darkening her green eyes, giving them an almost demonic look. Her lips were a tight frown as she whined in the back of her throat.
Aizen's eyes turned steely, "Now! That is no longer a request."
"Yes, sir…" came the airy reply, though it was rather rough around the edges.
Once the small blonde Arrancar stepped to stand beside Aizen and looked up at him blankly.
"You two…are much stronger than the others that have been born. Therefore, I have decided to make the two of you something else instead of Espadas…" Aizen said, looking at the two girls.
"And what exactly would that be, Aizen-sama…?" Magdalena questioned, her tone light and airy.
"…To make you two a pair of secret weapons, so to speak." He drawled out, staring strangely at the blonde and violet haired teen that dared to question his intentions.
"U-um…Sousuke-nii-sama…wh-what are we t-to do abo-out the…um…differences?" Chiroko muttered, her eyes on the floor, her index pushing together nervously.
"I will leave that decision to the two of you…you both have a month to decide on what it is that you will do." Aizen stated, looking both girls in the eye, "Am I understood?"
"Yes, sir." The girls answered in unison.
With that Aizen left the meeting hall, Chiroko running after him; holding onto his cape shyly. The lavender haired Arrancar was trying to use it as a shield of some sort. Magdalena smiled softly before floating over to her previous spot, looking down at the sketch she had created earlier.