well the UNMASKING is upon us...
the angel of music is dead...only left with the demon of sound...
ICHIGO POV
when i awoke i was no longer in the angels arms...
i was in a beautiful bed
oh how amazing it was...
a canopy of silken red held up by golen bars engraved with scenes of mythology...
the sheets red and silken...so soft...
i ploped down on the bed once more...curling in a ball...closing my eyes...
wanting to drift back into sleep...
then i remebered the angel...
i jumped twards the end of the bed...
i saw a new pair of clothes...
they were red and white...
(not like santa...all white with a red under the capeish cloak thing that was white too.)
i sliped it on...a note fell out of the pockett...
my dear ichigo
you are in no peril as long as you donot touch my mask you will be free as long as your love for the spirt of me over comes your fear
-the angel
fear?
what fear?
and...i heard the organ and i hurried
black shoes awaited the end of the bed
i sliped them on
i went to go check my appearence...
my orange hair was spiked...no matter what i did it was always a mess...
i ignored it...
i walked out...
a long hall way led me to the organ room where i heard the sweetest music...
i was pulled to his voice and the organ...
stinging me along...
i found myself in his presence..
..i noticed his clothes were all black with a green undercolor to his cloak...
were we realy that differnt?
i sat by him...
i was so close i felt his heart skip a beat...
i looked at the sheet...terra addio?
"what is terra addio?"i asked.
he looked at me...
his green eyes always guarded.
"its a tale about a man who wishes to be entoumbed along with his deceased lover..."the angel said...
"but you are not ready to sing such an emotional piece...yet of course it could take time..." he added.
my heart broke...
"i AM ready!"i said.
"no you are not...you have strained you voice as i can tell...so it must take time to heal."he said to me..
and it did hurt.
my throte was sore this morning...
"yes but..."i said.
"no are to not speak for one day so that your voice may heal...i dont want you to cause any permanate damage what so ever...i would not think of depriving the world of such a lovely sound."the angel said.
my heart skiped.
i looked down...hiding the sudden emotion.
such praise from the angel whos sound was more lovely than mine!
i got up to leave...
"you donot need to long as you dont speak you may stay and play the organ along with me..."he said.
i too eagerly sat back down.
but every time our skin touched it seemed he would shrink away...
...
...
i sat next to him...
why wont he show me his face...
so i got up...he was so deep into the music he did not notice...
i stood behind him..
.my hands inching twards the mask.
..i grabed it and riped it off.
i screamed at the sight.
his face was translucent...as if i was looking as a corpes...
...
ULQUIORRA POV
i sank into the music as if it were a warm pool of soothing water.
..and let myself drift and float along the staves
i ceased to be awre of my ceroundings
never even seeing the merciless little hand that striped away my mask.
i spun around on the stool.
a scream of terror filled the air...
like a wounded animal he backed into a corner..
i grabed him by the neck.
holding him in choak hold.
then the thought of if i killed him crossed my mind...
a pain like a lightning boly hit my chest...
travling to my arm and with a pain filled grone i droped him to the ground...
i felt like i was going to die..
i was on my knees covering my face with my hand..
i beckoned a hand to him.
"at least let me die with dignaty..."i groned..
as if he knew what i ment he scooted the mask to me.
he sat next to me but did not budge...
he looked at me with his tender brown eyes..
"who...who are you..."he asked..
"my name is ulquiorra ciffer..."i said miserably...
my heart broken...
"and i am no angel of music..."i said...
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i want to die...
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...
me: well was it good?
i know short chapter but its late...
and i am tierd...
and ulquiorra is tierd...and so is ichigo
ulqui:hah im still the semi ichi!
ichi:there is no semi or uke in this book.
me:yes...personality wise.
ulqui:o.0
ichi:o.0 that counts?
me:yes...
ichi:oh crap i have to wear a-
ulqui:stop being such a spoiler ichi-nii.
*huggs ichigo*
ulqui:we belong to tite kubo and so dose all the bleach charicters...
ichi:and phantom of the opera belongs to susan kay...
ichi:*kisses ulqui*
me:*nosebleed*
ulqui&ichi:pervert.
me:i resent that.