I was going to put the thoughts in bold font but having to updating tthis chapter from my phone made it quite hard to do so. Also, i reread my previous chapter and found many spelling mistakes and missing words. Now, I'll blame it all on Siri :P ( IIPhone) which has a habit of mucking up even when I typed it correctly. But still, in the end I should be clearing the mistakes. So I figured that I'll edit the ones I've already posted ( somewhere in tthe future . Now without further ado, chapter 3 my dear!

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As the artificial sun slowly rise and the moon fades away; a few hours more before our beloved Tres espada awake from her deep slumber. A tall figure next to her began to stir into realm of living; well...almost. Nnoitra sat up and looked at the women laying peacefully next to him; her body covered by the duvet; yet, he is certain that there would be bruises from yesterday night on her tender soft skin. The urge to touch her was strong but his sense of control is stronger. He manage to get away from the comfort of her bed and the warmth of her body. He found his uniform tossed to the corner of her room. He got dressed and looked at her peaceful face for one last time before he took off to his own room; with Santa Teresa clinging by his side, emitting a sense of disappointment to his master; who failed to reap away the life of their long time prey.

- several hours later -

Nel sat still on her bed. The pillow next to her is showed signs of usage by people other than her. The wall opposite her bed looked toasted, along with her cupboard and desk. Gamuza was left on the floor along with her uniform; which is unusual because she would always hang it up in the cupboard before she sleeps and Gemuza would be placed on her desk. Another thing that was unusual was the fact that she is naked. She NEVER sleeps naked no matter how hot the night air is. Then, she realized the white sleeping gown which she planned to put on was also on the floor. Nel begin to retrace the events that took place the night before.

"[ Walked back to the room after a meeting with Starkk and Barragan...getting ready to change... a person in the room...attack mode on and reached for Gemuza...Nnoitra surprise attack me... Tried using Cero but missed... pinned me on the bed... Oh my.]"

Everything that happened the night before came rushing to her, fast and clear. She pulled and gathered her duvet to search for an evidence which will proved what they did happened.

She found it. Little drops of blood stain is found at the corner of her sheet. She gripped onto the duvet " Oh my heaven! it can't be...oh god...N-noitra..!."

At the mention of his name, the passion and feelings she felt for him came back along with the memories of the pleasure she felt. The texture of his hair...the muscles around his back... the way he yelled her name... the way he looked at her, as if he cared... And of course, the taste of his lips. Nel blushed when she remembered his best features. Looking around, she realized.

He is no where in sight.

A forced smile crept upon her lips. She knew that it would be too good to be true. This thing between them would only be a one time thing only. He gotten what he wanted from her; a proof which shows that she is weaker than him. To him, this is just a game. A battle to justify who is stronger. Nothing more.

To be honest, Nel's cold upfront in front of him is just a mask. His constant taunt since the beginning of time has made the green hair beauty this way. His voice ringing out in the battlefield claiming that she is not worthy to be part of Aizen's army let alone being third; since then, she had promised herself that she will prove to him that she is much more capable then he was. But deep down, she is still a young lady. Not strict, nor cold, nor a heartless beast like she should or created to be. She knows how to care for others even if it seem like a taboo. The worst part is that Nnoitra is no.1 on her care for list; not her close fraccion brothers; oh no, they are ranked second. Nnoitra is a special case. Maybe it's the way that he sees life as a curse, couldn't careless attitude like a little kid without a guide of a mother or just his constant strive to be better than everyone else; either way, she learnt to care for him. That would explain why her hesitance to full out battle him during one of their matches and will never attack unless it is needed for her own protection. Under many circumstances when Nnoitra is unconscious, she is always the one that treats his wound and cuts; with her saliva no doubt. Having said this now, Nel is broken and confused beyond repair.

"[ Good night Nelliel...ma lady]" those words appeared suddenly out of nowhere, but there are some sense of familiarity to it. It sounded as if somebody actually said it to her, yet she has no recollection of it. A small flame in her head kept saying Nnoitra; but she quickly extinguish that thought.

" It will be better this way."

- On the other side of the dome -

Nnoitra lay motionlessly on his bed.

"[Fuck. What is wrong with this bed?! Feels downright uncomfortable ]"

The bed provided in every room for the espada is the same. Yet he felt something is out of place. The bed which he always used to lay lazily around whenever he's not killing hollow or meeting room, feels rather foreign to him. It feels empty. It feels cold. Lack of warmth.

Tesla walked into the room, holding a tray, consisting a teapot and teacups. He stood next the the bed formerly. "Nnoitra-sama. Where have you been the whole night? You got me worried." Despite the harsh ways Nnoitra treat his fellow fraccion; he still holds high respect and cares for his master; for he knew Nnoitra cares deep down inside and even, on past occasions, Nnoitra manage to go out of his way to protect him.

"Tch." was his only reply.

Sensing that his master doesnt want to be disturbed, Tesla set the tea aside on the table and slowly walked towards the door. "Oi."

Tesla stopped immediately and faced the bed. "Yes, Nnoitra-sama?"

"...- What do ya think of Nelliel?"

The question caught Tesla by surprise. He knew that his master and the third espada doesn't get along. But Tesla is an observant type. He stands by the line quiet and observant of things and people around him; something that people don't do much. With this, he sense that something was off. The way he called her. Usually, Nnoitra would refer to her as that women or the bitch. The tone he used to say her name wasn't right either.

"Well... I walked past her few times around the corridors and she seems calm. Quite lively around her fraccions. Is anything the matter, master?"

Nnoitra was silent for a brief second; pondering why the heck did he even ask. Well, there goes nothing.

"I need ya teh' observe Nel everyday and report te me if these anything unusual happens to her."

"But Nnoitra sama, What about-" before he could finish his protest, Nnoitra growled "That is an order. Whenever ya'ar around her, I will not require ya'r assistance. Make sure ya' go undetected. Am I well understood?"

Sensing Nnoitra's order was not a light one, he simply nodded "Yes master. I understand." he turned around and left.

Since that night, Nel had purposely avoided going past Nnoitra's corridor. As for Nnoitra, he has been hiding in his room for weeks. Both Espada believed that they are avoiding each other. Nnoitra troubles over his feelings for Nel; whereas Nel constantly rethink back to that passionate night they had shared.

The 5th week since that night came. For the whole month; she has been keeping herself busy by constant training. She would go into forest of Menos in search for some peace, yet she would always wound up being attacked by a low class hollow. Not that she's complaining. Since that night, Nnoitra had not talked to her, let alone pester her to fight him. Maybe it is due to the fact that she got used to fighting Nnoitra so much that, now that he is no longer here to fight her anymore, she has this unfulfilled sense of bloodlust. Yet, she managed to control herself to avoid attacking any hollow and would only engage in a battle if they began attacking without a reason. It wasn't like her; for her to fight everyday. But she felt as if there is something missing from her daily routine. Defeating a low grade hollow from the forest would only take a second. That's why she would always wonder deeper and deeper into the forest; hoping to waste sometime. What she didn't realize is that there is a person trailing her steps each time.

Nel woke up from a strange dream. In the dream, she had saved a baby from the arms of a hollow. The baby emitted strong reiatsu which attracted the hollow. She fended off the hollow using her double cero. The hollow was easily wounded. Not wasting anytime, she picked up the baby from the hot sand. However, when they were just about to escape, the badly wounded hollow resurrected into another being. It is not a hollow but a wild Arrancar. Living in the forest of Menos, along with other hollows allowed it to have faster reflexes. Nel couldn't attack back, fearing as it might hurt the unknown baby. As the Arrancar was about to swipe its sharp claws at both of them, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of them; holding the hollow off. His long, jet black hair was recognizable to her even if he is a thousand miles away. His rough voice telling them to run. She held on to the baby as she ran to the opposite direction. Through mid way, she turned back and looked at their savior. He managed to kill the Arrancar, but not without getting a deathly blow. He was bleeding by a load and laid in the sand as if he is motionless. Her eyes widen in fear as if scared that he might took his last breath.

"NOOO-"

That is not a dream, but a nightmare. Forehead was filled with sweat. Her faithful Fraccion, Pesche and Dondochakka; both had woken up from her sudden yell.

"What's wrong Nel-sama?" Pesche asked with concern. Dondochakka piped in.

"Yea Nel-sama, you were yelling in your sleep, dontcha kno'."

Nel quickly shook off her nightmare and put on a small smile for her fraccion. "Eh? Ahh.. Nothing is wrong. Just a bad dream, that's all."

"Well, it's alright then. Continue your sleep, Nel-sama." Pesche said as he fluffed his master's pillow. "We'll leave you to your slumber, know what we're saying?" Dondochakka bowed before leaving her, along with Pesche.

"[ That was queer...]"

As she drifts to sleep; hoping her 2nd dream would be a pleasant one.