PROLOGUE
I could not forget his face.
He haunted like some freaky ghost, constantly whispering willing words of seduction into my perfect ears and yet I could do nothing until he arrived.
I felt my hands form into fists. Sometimes I longed to dissect my brain and remove all memory of him and yet I could do nothing. I was helpless as newborn babe in front of his breath taking beauty. I smiled as I recalled his bright red hair. I imagined it would be silky and soft to the touch. My fingers stroked the air, impatiently waiting for his arrival.
My chair creaked as I reached down, grabbing a disk marked as R. I popped the disk into my computer. I heard myself growl in anticipation. I could see him again.
"Bankai!" he shouted. From his zanpaktou, a monstrous cream colored snake appeared. The snake was as fierce as the expression upon his rugged oval face. I clapped my hands in delight as the snake devoured my worthless brother. I stroked the screen. I wished I could take my red haired seducer and put him under a microscope. Granted, I could analyze his spiritual particles down to the last atom but that wasn't enough for me. I wanted to grasp his essence, feel it wriggling in the palm of my hand and lick it with my lips.
With my plan in place, he could never get away from me. Never.
"Szayel-sama, there is someone here to see you," said Lumina.
I shut off the screen and went towards my door, seeing Ulquiorra looking as blank as ever. In his hands, he carried a basket of laundry. "Oh, it's the maid," I said.
I swore I could almost see a flicker of anger in his green eyes but Ulquiorra's face never changed. He simply dropped the grey basket of laundry at my door. It hit the shiny floor with a loud thump. "It's your turn to do it," he said, turned and left.
I scowled at the laundry. I was above such things.
"Verona, pick this up and put it over there," I said, pointing to a spot near my closet. At my command, Verona did as he was told.
I walked over to where Medazeppi tinkered with my latest creation. "Let me see," I said, doing my best to push the brute over.
With my hand, I opened the metal door and peered inside. It was perfect for him. Inside here, he could never leave. I reached into my pocked and fingered a silver remote control with a tiny pink level. I turned it to middle level and the cage skunk half way. I felt the cold metal bars wrap around my back. Had my red haired seducer been here, he would have been shocked as well because the bars reversed polarity on his spiritual particles. It was pure genius. I pulled the lever again, putting the cage back to normal size, making it significantly more comfortable for me.
I put the remote control back into my pocket. I snatched my notepad from desk and made some adjustments. Chewing on my lip, I tried to think of more modifications. I sat down on my creaky chair, crossing my delicate legs.
His lithe body flashed before my eyes. I felt myself blush. I had to focus on something else.
I got up from my chair and went over to my vanity counter, looking for the right shade of nail polish. Pampering always made me feel better. I found the perfect shade: a bright red with a hint of gold shimmer.
I sat down on my chair, taking off my shoes. I threw them over by my bed, uncaring where they landed. I began to paint my elongated toenails.
"Aizen-sama wishes to see you," said Lumina. He interrupted my concentration, sending a drop of red nail polish down to the floor.
I rolled my eyes. Probably another tea party. "Can't you see that I'm busy?" I yelled.
"He says it's urgent," Lumina replied.
I strolled to my bed, looking for my shoes. I found them next to my black fishnet stockings. I sat down and put my shoes on.
I glanced over to my specialty cage. The thought of my seducer in there aroused me.
He would be mine.
The shinigami I could not forget.
Abarai Renji.