I know it's been a few days since I have updated this but I just haven't had the time. Anyway here you go.

Disclaimer: I don't own bleach or the characters.

Ulquiorra POV

It took all I had not to storm into my Lords room and rip the boy from his clutches. I had to sit there and listen to his load screams as Aizen-sama plunged into MY Ichigo. And his screams were terrible, so very terrible, I made the thousandth mental note to never make him scream like that. My protective, kind and caring Ichigo was writhing in pain caused by my own Lord who was currently in the waves of pleasure one can only get from intimate actions.

Ichigo cried out again and this time I had run out of patience, as I stormed out of the room I caught my self, what if Grimmjow could fight me? That would allow me to take out my steadily building rage and put him in his place, two birds one stone. I practically flew into his rooms and found him sparing with the 5th Espada.

"Grimmjow you owe my a fight, let's go, Nnoitra you stay here. No arguments." And I raised my reiatsu a little to prove that I would not budge from my decision. I was starting to feel, to feel emotions. This is a dangerous game I am playing.

Aizen POV

I could quite easily take a permanent liking to the boy, he is of some intelligence, very easy on the eye and absolutely magnificent in the sack. I still remember the way he clenched around me as I came in his tight cavern, the noises he made, the screams and the way he bled, just for me. Although, Ulquiorra would not mind if he stayed here, he has already developed a strong attraction to the boy.

"Ulquiorra. Come here." I spoke with a tinge of amusement.

"Aizen-sama. What do you require of me?" Ulquiorra's voice came seemingly out of nowhere, and I knew that he herd my call.

"Tell me, what do you think of the Ryoka boy?" I asked, already amused by the game I was going to play with him.

"He..." And for the first time Ulquiorra was left speechless, it was very interesting, so maybe his feelings are more that what I once expected them to be.

"Go on, Ulquiorra." This time with a slight teasing tone.

"He is... ... ... trash" The last part he said so quietly I barely heard it, but I new he would lie to me.

"What was that Ulquiorra?" Again I played with him.

"He is trash!" This time he yelled it at the top of his lungs, and my smirk grew into a full on grin. Uliquiorra, known not only for his power but for his so called 'lack of emotions', and here he was yelling at me, how-

"I apologise, Aizen-sama, my outburst was uncalled for." The Espada answered before I could finish the thought. Though I should change it now, - how disappointing that he reigned in his emotions so fast.

"It's fine, Ulquiorra. In fact, I want you to look after the boy now. There is a section of the palace that I designed for this, no reiatsu goes in, no reiatsu goes out. Nothing can be felt inside or outside. It's a prison. Take Kurosaki there then you will take up the duty of keeping him alive. If he dies I will not be happy." At first Ulquiorra's face was one of shock, then surprise, next confusion and finally silent joy - possibly at being so close to the boy. I really need to talk to Gin about setting up cameras in there, the boy belongs to me. If Ulquiorra thinks he can get a chance with the boy then he can dream on, or maybe not if he dreams what I do - naked Ichigo, tanned lags and firm abs, that tight ass - stop right there! Now I have an erection. Brilliant.

"Of corse, Aizen-sama." Ulquiorra bowed and left me to my own thoughts.

It's impossible that Ulquiorra will actually get the boy into his bed, if that is so, why do I feel... It can't be. There is no way. I am the King of Hueco Mundo. I am Aizen Sōsuke. I fooled the Soul Society for centuries. So I can't possibly be...

Jealous, can I?

Ok! Short I know, oh ok its VERY short but hey, quality not quantity?! Although there is not much quality in that. Oh well! Please review people, feedback is great, no flames please!