Aizen's "Pet"
Chapter 2. Exhaustion
Authors' Note: I am doing the bowing down! We, well, I anyway, am SO sorry for the long wait! I just…I just, stopped, for some reason. I mean, I didn't really see a point in going on, because it seems that people have some kind of Yaoi fascination on here, and won't read anything, else, and considering the fact that well, stuff, Yaoi doesn't really cut it for me, anymore. Now Yuri, on the other hand… But, but, anyhow, no more Yaoi from us. Sorry! But we will continue writing these stories, and hopefully in the meantime, you will continue to read them, yes?
Damn this place!
Lilith must have walked back past that same blasted door at least six times already. And to make matters worse, it was his door that she kept running into. He didn't seem to be in there, at least; there's no way he wouldn't have heard her running back and forth out in the hall.
She had to get somewhere soon. All of her wounds from before had healed except from where Aizen had forced himself into her, and she was starting to feel really lightheaded.
Would it be such a bad idea to sit outside of the room, just for a moment, just to sit off some of this exhaustion of hers? He'd probably gone out looking for her, and she'd hidden her reiatsu rather well, so it would take him a while to realize where she was, nevertheless. For a second, she had plopped down in front of the door, leaning her heavy head onto the back of it, feeling the cool drops of water as they slid down her neck.
And then she heard footsteps.
She rose so fast that it really did make her dizzy, and putting a hand to her head, she stumbled into what felt like a very muscled chest, to which she began to curse profoundly, because at first she thought it was Aizen come to find her, already…
Until she looked up and saw furious ice-blue eyes.
Now that she thought of it, casting her gaze downwards, Aizen didn't display his chest so, so, blatantly, as this one did, with the flaps of his shirt open to reveal his chest, upon which a dark scar ran down until she couldn't see it anymore. And Aizen certainly wasn't another Espada, she thought, noticing the small bit of bone on the man's jaw.
"Watch where the hell you're going, damn it!" he snarled.
She was s taken aback that the only thing she could manage to do was to mutter the word 'sorry' and hold a hand out in front of herself defensively.
Something in his features softened and he asked, "'the hell are you running around here looking for, anyway?"
"The exit?"
He shook his head, an eyebrow raising in amusement. "From here? Can't help you find that. I can help you get outside, if I feel like it, but I can't help you leave. Strict orders on you. 'The hell did you do to piss Aizen off so soon?"
Her eyes widened and her fury grew. "I haven't done anything to that, that-!"
He held his hands up in front of himself. "Whatever. Anything else you looking for, or are you just going to keep slamming into people until you finally get yourself killed?"
He was starting to become as annoying as the man she was still trying to keep herself away from. Even while he was talking, her eyes shifted about nervously, looking here and there for the sight of his brown hair, or his white cloak.
The man simply made her…uneasy.
"Neliel," she said suddenly, a certain light sparking her eyes. "Where can I find Neliel?"
At least she hoped she had kept her name after she'd changed.
He blinked. "Nel? Find that loud-ass Nnoitra and you'll find her. No doubt they're outside going at it, again. I might enjoy watching Nnoitra get his ass kicked. Let's go."
She looked up at the man incredulously, then back down at herself, to which he gave her a look full of annoyance and question.
She looked a mess. And that, honestly, was putting it lightly. She was still somewhat wet from the horrid shower. Blood slithered here and there on her wet thighs. Her hair was tangled into all odds and ends from her frenzied hurry around this place, and she was wearing nothing but a small white towel, which really wasn't doing anything to keep anyone from seeing much of anything.
Go outside like this? Was he crazy? She was surprised he wasn't trying to grab at her, in the least, but she knew there was no way that she was going to make it outside without being attacked at least once or twice before she even got to the door. There had to be some reason Aizen had kept her locked up in his room, right? Besides, she'd heard them as they walked by, whispering, planning.
It was disgusting.
And besides, wouldn't Aizen know where she was the moment she got to a door?
Yes, she figured as she took another look at him with widened eyes. The man was crazy.
"We'll stop and get you clothes on the way, then. Come on."
Before she could protest, he took a strong hold of her wrist and made a move to pull her down another one of the white-washed hallways.
And then he stopped short.
She hadn't seen the blade until it whizzed back towards where it had come from, the speed of it whipping her hair all over the place, and it was only then that she noticed the huge gaping hole in the wall before them. That spiritual pressure, she recognized it from before.
"Maa…" said Gin teasingly, sheathing his sword in a flash. "I really must be more careful, I suppose. But you'll hand dear Lilith over before any other accidents happen, right?"
"The hell I will," he said, scowling.
Lilith hadn't even seen it coming really. All she knew was that the man with the electric blue hair disappeared in a flash at the same time that Gin unsheathed his sword once again. It slammed into the wall a mere few inches behind her and as an instant reaction of sorts, before she knew it, her hand flew into the air and they were both trapped, frozen in the midst of a convoluted web of invisible thread.
And damn it, she scowled, feeling fresh blood drip from her nose, she'd gone and let her reiatsu fly off. She could feel him now, making his way over from somewhere halfway across the castle.
They both looked at her, gazes wide.
"You were being too loud," she lied, backing away from the both of them.
Then she bolted.
Her breath was coming in hard, short gasps as she shot down through the castle, everything passing by her in a distorted blur as she passed, not really sure of where she was going, just, going. She could feel the infernal man behind her, getting closer and closer by the second.
Somewhere, she needed somewhere to go!
That spiritual pressure again!
But a cloak of warmth enveloped her as the feel of strong arms wrapped themselves around her and cloaked her in a sudden darkness. In another second the hallway disappeared from sight and a dark room appeared.
She didn't see who exactly it was as he walked off towards a doorway bright with light; he'd left whatever it was still piled on her head.
"It's another towel," said the voice as if they'd expected her to ask. She recognized it as one of the voices from the hall earlier, but anything was better than Aizen at the moment. "Use it to clean yourself up."
"And here." A dark heavy piece of cloth was tossed at her. "Put that on. It won't do much for the-," He made a motion at his chest to indicate the pertness of her nipples (from the cold, really, it was from the cold), "But it's better than running around here completely naked."
"Thank you," she whispered.
"No problem. So," said Gin, appearing again just as Lilith had the shirt pulled down over her stomach. She quickly tugged it down until it wouldn't go anymore somewhere past the middle of her thighs, narrowing her eyes at him.
Gin cast her a glance, his usually closed eyes slightly open and revealing a slight color of a light blue, but otherwise did nothing more. He hopped down onto his bed, his arms crossed behind his silver head of hair. Folding the sleeves of the long shirt over her hands, Lilith looked around the room nervously.
"Stop worrying," said Gin, the amused smile ever on his face. "I took care of your spiritual pressure ages ago."
"Oh, thank goodness." There were a million other questions she had for him, such as the question of why, exactly he had helped her when it was clear that he was supposed to be working for Aizen, and if he knew where Neliel might be, but at that point she was so exhausted from everything, really, sure, using her powers was extremely draining, especially so soon after birth, but just everything today, including this strange man's behavior, was exhausting.
Besides, her bare feet hurt from all the running around. And as long as Aizen wasn't able to find her, she couldn't feel him, not now, it was fine; she could take care of it.
So she collapsed onto the soft floor and fell instantly asleep, not even feeling those same arms pulling her along into the bed.
Authors' Note: There you go, nice and long for you! But cliffhangers are always fun, aren't they? Melissa will update soon! Love and jiggly pudding to ya! (REVIEW!) :3
